Two days. It's been two days since Athos told me he had to go with the Captain to the next town over to help train some new recruits while some of the officers were out with the flu. I thought I would miss him but he had Aramis and Porthos come over to take care of me and they have been very good at it, though I had to remind them to let me out to go potty but they'll learn. So right now I'm lying in Athos room chewing on this awesome new squeaky toy Porthos bought me, since my last one ripped when we were playing tug-a-war, when a movement caught my eye. I got up and walked slowly to the door and saw a weird looking toy. This one moved, had a long tail, small legs, and it even made a squeaky noise. Did Porthos get me a new toy?
I decided I better try the toy out and crotched down real low and pounced. The toy didn't even have a chance. The toy started squeaky louder and louder as it moved between my teeth. I didn't want to bite down too hard since I didn't want to destroy it before I played with it. This toy is awesome. Maybe Aramis and Porthos would like to play with me. I walked down the hall and entered the family room where my friends were watching TV and stood before them, hoping they got the hint.
"Wow Porthos, that toy mouse is so realistic," Aramis said.
"I didn't get him a toy mouse," Porthos said slowly.
I watched as they looked at one another, slowly got up with their hands up in the air with a smile on their face. They want to play with my new toy. Porthos's hand was slowly inching towards my toy and I was going to let him think he was going to get it and just as he touched the tail I took off running down the hall.
"Aramis!"
"Just chase him into the kitchen."
So they are going to tag team me. Well, we'll see about that. He took off into the bathroom and backed up until my butt touched the tub as Porthos stood in front of the door. He was smiling like he had me cornered but he forgot one thing. I'm a puppy and puppies are fast. I took off right between his legs and ran out into the hall, grinning when I heard him say a few choice words I've heard Athos say when he dropped something on his foot.
"Did you get him?"
"He's heading your way with the mouse."
I run into the family room, crouching down and wagged my tail in the air as Aramis comes out of the kitchen with a broom. This is so much fun. I waited until Aramis got close before I took off but he swung the broom and knocked my toy out of my mouth. Great, now it was their turn to run with the toy. Unless… I watched as Aramis made some funny noises and was whacking at my toy as the toy tried to get away. This was a smart toy. I waited until Aramis got the toy close to me and I snatched it back into my mouth. Take that human!
"Damn it! Porthos, he got the mouse again."
"Damn. How hard can it be to catch a puppy?" Porthos asked, walking into the room.
I stood where I was since they weren't approaching me at the moment as the toy squeaked again and I thought I would show them a trick I learned. I tilted my head back and tossed the toy up in the air and caught it as it made its way down.
"Awe man, Athos is going to kill us if he catches anything from that mouse," Porthos said.
Now what did he mean by that? Then I suddenly realized my toy stopped squeaking and stopped moving. Did I break it already? I dropped the toy down on the ground and pawed at it, hoping to get it moving again but it didn't move. I looked up at Aramis and Porthos with a whine and then nosed it towards them. Maybe they can fix it.
"I think it's dead," Aramis said.
Porthos gave a sigh and picked me up into his arms and patted me on the head while Aramis bent down to pick up the dustpan and swept the toy into the pan. I followed Aramis and watched as he grabbed a plastic bag off the doorknob and drop the toy in it before tying it up. Athos does that when he throws away trash. I broke my toy.
"Awe d'Art, you don't want that to play with that," Porthos told me, walking down the hall towards Athos's room. He knelt down and picked up the toy he bought me and squeaked it. "See, this one is much better."
I looked at the toy and thought for a moment. Maybe he was right. Though that mouse toy was fun to play with, it didn't come from Porthos. Giving a bark I snatched toy and chewed it to make it squeak. Porthos walked me back to the family room and sat on the couch before putting me next to him. So I might have broken my new toy but at lest one didn't move away from me.
Now why couldn't it have been this easy when I watched my sisters dogs? And they didn't go after one mouse, they went after TWO!