A Red Dog in the Red Rocks: Now, where did I hide that bone?

About Me

Name: Ruby Red Dog

Location: Sedona, Arizona, United States

I am an 8 year old, red haired Golden Retriever/Irish Setter. I found my mum in the dreamtime and she came and got me from the Humane Society. My mum is a massage therapist, and one of my jobs is helping her with the healing work. I'm the official meeter and greeter when the clients come, plus, (a big bonus!) I get to relieve them of any treats or cookies they bring with them. I also have some important guarding work, both at the house where I live, and in the car when my people take me out. Many people say I'm the happiest dog they've ever met, especially when I can't stop grinning and wagging my whole body.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Now, where did I hide that bone?

The termite exterminators are at the house, which means I get a big bone to keep me busy and out of their way. Only trouble is, there's nowhere to bury it. After an hour or so of non-stop gnawing, my mouth started to get a bit tired and I decided it was about time to find a safe hiding place for my bone. I trotted over to my secret passage (that's the new way I have to get to the back yard from the front porch), but Mum had put up a barrier to keep me from bothering the workmen. Never mind, I thought, the front door was open, so I trotted off into the house, intending to just go out through my dog door at the back. Drat! The steel door was down. I started wandering from room to room, feeling sure I would either find a door open somewhere else, or the perfect hiding place would present itself. I was just heading for the office (lots of good places there!), when Mum spotted me, and I don't know what it's like where you live, but in our house, bones indoors are a BIG no no. I'm going to have to be on my best behavior for the rest of the day now!