Sticky Situation

May 6 /08

I really had Mama laughing the other night ... and she needed a good laugh after Saturday's disasterous loss by the Habs. Come to think of it, I needed a chuckle myself.

Anyway, after the game, we decided to walk off our disappointment. So out we went into the drizzle. Usually, on a Saturday night, the streets around here are filled with cars and lots of people are walking and biking around. But Mama and I were just about the only ones outside, except for another sad guy and his sad little dog and they were doing the same slow shuffle that we were. The streets were practically deserted. You could tell something bad had happened. Instead of "Habs Go," it was "Habs Went." But I knew something good was about to happen ...

Anyway, Mama and I passed a pile of garbage that was stacked up in someone's yard, and in the pile was an abandoned white garden table with its legs lying on the grass. They looked like long white sticks. Well, that's all I needed to see, considering I have this thing about sticks. These were the biggest sticks I'd ever seen. And I've never seen white sticks before. I was so excited when Mama let me snoop around the garbage. Nothing like a big white stick to lift a Boxer's spirits.

Actually, I'd noticed those sticks earlier in the day. But Mama had pulled me away because she doesn't think it's very classy for me to be a garbage picker. But on this night, Mama didn't care. I'm not even sure she noticed me snatch that big stick at first because she was still kind of lost in space over the hockey game. Plus, I think the rain fogged up her glasses.

So I gathered up all my strength and yanked one of the sticks right off the lawn and started dragging it home.
It took me 20 minutes to get that darned thing to our house which is just down the street. The stick was made out of plastic and I couldn't really get a good grip on it and it kept falling out of my mouth and rolling away, and the more I tried to bite down on it, the slippier it got. I'd finally get my teeth in it and trot with it a couple of feet and then I'd step on it or trip over it, and I'd lose it again! It rolled onto the road a couple of times, so Mama had to go and fetch it. (I thought that was kind of funny - Mama fetching my stick.) In the meantime, I was getting all tangled up in my leash and tripping over that too. It was a real comedy! Well anyway, I was getting very mad at the stick and I started to bark at it and lunge on it and even when Mama put it in my mouth for me, it slipped right out again.
Come here, stupid stick!
I was totally exhausted but I was determined to get that thing home and show Papa what I'd found. So on I went - dragging the stick and making a real loud noise because it was scraping against the sidewalk - until I finally got it to our front door.
I guess it was a good thing no one was outside because I can't imagine what people would think of this scene. Anyway, Mama was laughing her head off right out there in the street.
So I'm glad I finally got that stick home and was able to make my Mama laugh when she was feeling sad. She was hugging me and kissing me and calling me a "silly clown," and thanking me for always being able to make her smile.


Mr. T-Bone Beasley said...

That stick is awesome! You are so lucky that you got to bring that home with you! I don't think I could even get that huge thing in my mouth! Hehehehe Chef you always make me giggle with your silly ways, always making humans happy!

Also, National Stuffie Appreciation Day is May 8th! Get out the best pictures of you and your stuffies!

Mr. T-Bone Beasley

Crikit, Sparky & Ginger said...

well we know it takes a big handsome strong pup to carry such a big stick! what fun and we're happy you made your sad mommy laugh.

Love Licks & waggin TX tail barking loud cos we wanna big stick too!

Lorenza said...

Hi, Chef!
Sure it was great that you made your mom feel better!
I just can imagine you there trying to get that leg and bringing it to your home!
Kisses and hugs

Sparky said...

Ha! That must have been hilarious to watch! I'm sure you cheered your human right up on that night.

That certainly is a big stick... It must have been tough to bring it all the way home! If it was mine, I would have lost interest in it after 3 minutes. I admire your determination!


Mr. T-Bone Beasley said...


Thanks for announcing Stuffie Appreciation Day! This is gonna be the best day ever! I'm so excited that your mom is gonna get you some stuffies just for the occasion! Oooo I can't wait to see all of the intense appreciation you put into those stuffies! Wooo!

Mr. T-Bone Beasley

Simba said...

Dropping by to say hello. Hope you had a good weekend.

Simba x

Mango said...

Way to go my friend. You must have been wiped out dragging that chewie all the way home.


Mack said...

You lucky dog!

You wanna trade moms?

Sophie Brador said...

A good stick is a lot of work. Maybe our Habs should have had you on the team as a stick boy. Too bad they lost .... boo hoo. But if they won, you're mom might not have taken you stick hunting. She would have been too busy partying it up!


Peanut said...

I want one of those sticks too. Mom says I make her laugh at lot when I'm not driving her crazy.

Charlie said...

Good job on the stick, Chef!
- Charlie

Gunner said...

Chef, what an excellent find!
That's soooo cool that your ma let you snoop around the treasure pile!

Our Habs will be back next year!


Deefor said...

You're lucky your humans let you drag things home from the street. Specially a great big stick. Thanks for visiting.


happy said...

You must have done such a great job to humour your mom that she allows you to drag it home. Quite a stick too!

Butchy & Snickers said...

Heheheheh! You're so silly Chef. You look like I Butchy when I pounce on my stuffies. Glad you had so much fun with the big white stick.
Luv & Wirey Hugs!
Butchy & Snickers