ROCKY ADVENTURE – Not Feeling So Well

Last week’s fiasco turned out to be something else. It turns out that you never know what lurks around the corner. Needless to say, we haven’t gone out much since then… or at least I haven’t. The old man left me home last time he went out. But the odd thing is that he didn’t come back feeling so well.

And now here we are, with the old man laid up, and I’m as hyper as ever. I guess he’s sick, ‘cause he keeps coughing and choking. The cool thing is that he keeps using the paper to clean up the mess he makes. He gets rid of them afterwards, but once they’re in the can, they’re up for grabs.

At this very moment, a particularly odd smelling one has made for an excellent toy. I manage to shred it and make a small mess. I can still hear the old man choking and coughing up in his room. The paper has lost its appeal, so I make my way to the bedroom. The old man is watching the picture box, the noise seemingly a comfort to him while he rests and sleeps.

I jump up on the bed and inspect my friend. His eyes are closed, but he isn’t quite asleep. I can tell because his heart is still beating regularly and he isn’t snoring (this is a very obnoxious habit, but has become a comfort to me after so many years). He pulls another paper to catch a sneeze, then tosses it into the growing pile of mess beside the bed. It saddens me to see the old man so doleful, especially when the day is warm enough for a great walk around the block.

The old man doesn’t open his eyes as I approach his hand. I really want to play, and I’m sure that he’ll feel better once we start enjoying the day. I tell him that we should definitely go play, but he doesn’t agree. He opens his eyes and shakes his head as his hand shoos me away.

Of course, I must disagree with his disagreement, so I challenge his hand to a duel. I start by licking his fingers, a ruse which allows me to get a little closer to him without any resistance. He lets me lick, and after a few moments, my patience grows thin. I move up closer to his face. He sees me do this and offers an annoyed look. So I give him some kisses.

That didn’t work out so well… this knowledge coming to me as I’m pushed away and almost off the bed… almost. I grab on, only two of my paws holding fast to the blanket. I struggled to regain my balance, then proceeded to reposition myself for another attempt. I won’t give up that easily.

This time, I try a different approach. The old man’s eyes are trained on the picture box, so I slowly inch my way up to his side. No change. So I slowly inch my way up the blanket, next to his leg. Eventually, his hand moves down to give me a good scratch. This I enjoyed, and I almost forget what I’m trying to do.

But once he stops, the game is on again. I inch my way further up in-between his arm and body. He spots me, and I know I have his attention, so the process stops. Instead, I go for distraction. I stand up and stretch, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. I even add a yawn to put my acting to the test. His expression slacks and his eyes close again.

My chance arrives, and I make a break for the goods. His face is wide open, and I cover it with kisses. This time, both arms come up to catch me, and I know that the game is over for sure. The old man gives me a stern look and puts me under one of his arms. I turn my belly up, demanding my victorious rub that I should get for winning. I get it, of course.

Then we both decide that a nap sounds good. He’s hot, I notice when I snuggle up next to him. I hope he starts feeling better soon. I don’t like being sick either, but it’s even worse when my best friend isn’t feeling well. Fun is so much harder to find, but luckily there is always the comfort of a companion.

Author:

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.

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