There’s water everywhere. Everything is very wet. Of course, this doesn’t surprise me at all since water has been falling from the sky since yesterday. While the sun slept behind the clouds, the thirsty ground was turned soft.
The only problem with the rain is that it makes potty time and any outdoor activity very uncomfortable. I was never much for walking through the wet grass to relieve myself, especially since I always get itchy afterwards.
But, that doesn’t mean that the after-party isn’t fun. In fact, it’s an occasion I always look forward to. Normally the ground fights back against my paws and claws, but never after a rain. And the most amazing thing is that you always find new surprises hiding underneath. And now that it’s stopped raining, the sun has come out to play which means it’s time to see what’s going on outside.
The old man is still enjoying his afternoon nap, so I’ll just have to let myself out. I poke my head through the door. Sniff. See. Sniff again. There’s definitely a new selection of smells out here to investigate. Out I go to check the grass. Moist grass feels good, but if it’s too wet, I’ll end up with itches that aren’t easy to scratch. Luckily, the sun has done a good job of drying things up, so I start looking for treasure.
A bug crawls through the grass in front of me. Another flies by my ear, tickling the hairs inside. I hop and chase it for a moment before it leaves my yard. There’s far too many interesting critters wandering around the yard to worry about that one, so I get back to snooping for curiosities.
The tree in the yard is one of the best spots, mostly because the ground below the leaves stays drier than the rest of the yard. I find a good spot that smells right and dig. I run into a sweet root that I nibble on for a tasty treat. The old man doesn’t like it when I do this, but that’s really only if he catches me. Besides, it’s more like a “you know better than that,” kind of disagreement. Then he fills up my holes so I can dig them up again. It’s a fun game…for me at least. There are a few rocks in the yard to stop me from digging up spots where I know I shouldn’t dig, so I stay away from them. But this tree has got to be the best spot by far.
I dig deeper. A beetle pops out to say hello. He digs too. But I want to play, so I paw him out and nudge him with my nose. His legs scramble at the air, trying desperately to flip himself back over. I bat him around for a moment before pushing him into the grass and out of my digging spot. I watch as the bug scampers off to play with bugs his own size. Then it’s back to digging.
A worm. These things are weird. No paws. No nose. No ears. Just a wiggly thing. And they don’t taste good either. I scoop it out along with some more dirt. I dig a little deeper, but the treasure hole has run dry. So, I move on to the other side of the tree.
Here, the ground is really soft and easy to dig. Unfortunately, there isn’t much treasure except for a few rocks. The bad thing is, the ground was a little too soft I think. My fur feels sticky along my underbelly. The dirt is sticking to me.
“Rocky!” the old man calls me from the patio door. He shakes his head in that “you know better” manner and beckons me to come. “You know what time it is now, don’t you,” he raises his glasses with his empty hand, making his eyes appear oddly mischievous. He must be trying to trick me into something I don’t enjoy…Noooo!
The old man scrubs my belly and back, washing off all the dirt that got stuck in my fur and between my paws (that part always tickles). I don’t usually get dirty, but it’s fun to experience all the things a dog’s life has to offer. After all, how else are you ever discover if you’re missing out on an experience you’ll never forget- even if you do get a little mud in your fur occasionally.
Jason Duron is a short story writer and author of several fiction stories. Curious and lovable as dogs can be, the Adventures of Rocky give you a chance to see daily life from a “dog’s eye view” and share in their thoughts. Please enjoy, and we hope that you’ll feel free to comment and give us insight into your dog’s very own “rocky” adventures.