Mongo has a rubber orange Treat Ball. It is a hollow ball with an opening to the inside that allows Dad to put kibble into the middle of ball. As Mongo rolls the ball around, the ball meters out treats. Mongo LOVES Treat Ball.
However, Mongo is way to good at the treat ball game. This means Mongo eats way too much kibble, and Dad spends all his time filling up treat ball.
So Dad bought Mongo a Treat Bobber for his birthday. (Dad got Mongo’s at A DOG’S DREAM in Georgetown, WA)
Treat Bobber has adjustments to slow down the number of treats it issues. And since it doesn’t roll as easily as a ball, it takes longer for Mongo to empty the Treat Bobber, theoretically at least.
That theory does not assume that Mongo will learn how to make Treat Bobber roll down the driveway, thereby spewing treats all along its path. One or two trips down the driveway and Treat Bobber is empty. And then,when Mongo is done cleaning up after Treat Bobber, all he has to do is bring it back in to Dad for a refill.
After filling Mongo’s Treat Bobber repeatedly one day, Dad was heard to mutter to himself, “If only he would use his powers for good, instead of for appetizers.”
As the days get shorter, many animals start their preparations for winter. The creatures need to lay in supplies, or store up body fat for hibernation. Dad’s excuse for his belly is the latter.
This morning, Mongo found another apple on his morning walk, and was noshing away when he should have been fetching the paper. As Dad came back down the stairs from the mailbox, a sudden movement caught his eye. He turned his head to see what it was. Read More…
With the long days of summer gone, there are more and more lights on around the Sound. As the days have grown shorter, Dad and Mono’s trips to their favorite park have closer and closer to starting in twilight. Before too long they’ll need a headlamp to go on their walks. But at this time of year, on a warm Indian Summer night, the Puget Sound area can be a beautiful place to take a walk.
In Seattle, the fall season, when the days are shorter, but the winter rains have not yet descended on the city, it can be a wonderful time to go for a walk. There are plenty of beautiful sunsets, and scenic vistas to enjoy.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Dad and Mongo returned to Alki Beach. Dad knew the good weather would not be around much longer, and with several business trips in the offing, neither would he. So he had a special surprise treat planned for Mongo on this trip.
It was rainy and cold outside. Dad was getting ready to make a quick dash out to the store.
The trash was full, so Dad grabbed the bag from the bin and changed it out. He turned and stood holding the trash bag while out the door at the sheets of rain pouring from the dark skies, and decided not to take the trash to the right then. He’d take his chances that the weather would be better when he got back. Dad left the bag by the back door and threw on his water-resistant climbing hoodie and bolted for the car.
And so Dad left Mongo sitting home alone with a big bag full of egg shells, coffee grounds, and bacon soaked paper towels.
Poor Mongo; as if it weren’t bad enough to be left home, Dad had to leave a tempting bag of goodies on the floor in the kitchen.
The first inkling that Dad received suggesting that all was not well at home was a text from Drewbie. Read More…