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Our routines were shattered by a mechanical error so horrendous, so shocking, so devastating that Typhoon can only say, “Woo is me.”
We have routines, folks. Sacred rituals that must be followed. Every day at lunch, Hu-Dad pops a bowl of popcorn and eats it, unbuttered and unsalted (something about low calorie snack, blah, blah, blah). Hu-Dad being the slob that he is drops several kernels on the floor. Because the dropping of the popcorn causes something that Hu-Dad says reminds him of a shark feeding frenzy, we patiently (more or less) wait in our crates watching him eat. After he is finished, Typhoon is the first allowed out of his crate and he picks up the stray popcorn (something about he, unlike Hu-Dad, needs the calories).
Except yesterday, Hu-Dad became distracted and left the room. While he was gone, our robovac entered. She vacuumed the floor and sucked up every last piece of popcorn. Our wailing and screaming didn’t bring Hu-Dad to the rescue fast enough (something about too many false alarms). By the time he returned, the floor was clean.
Typhoon remains in shock and horror at such a heinous mechanical error. With much stamping of feety-feet and snorting, Typhoon delivered his message of displeasure. Snacks were delivered. But the scars of witnessing such an event remain.
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I’m sorry, after that kind of trama, Try needs a bowl of popcorn to himself WITH BUTTER (he needs the calories!) to settle him nerves. Do you want the poor baby to suffer from PTSD?? Go pop some corn ???
I hate spell check on my fire tablet ” TY” not try.
What horror !! Ty just might call his attorney at paw for damages ??
It’s hard NOT to interpret his moods, so expressive. (I love how your writing style creates a mental movie.)
Robo vac is what we call our Dalmatian…no charging needed. He’s fast, but the Huskies are smarter (sorry Rowdy). Everyday is a remake of Jaws…
Sometimes the dogs think it over and realize their humans are getting senile. Eventually we are forgiven. (maybe)
POOR Typhoon-your precious popcorn tidbits were SCOOPED up by the robovac!!! I know you scolded Hu-Dad about that-big time!