Story Over a Cup: Search for the bigger toy car
As you may know, my dog Roswell is a strange one.
It’s not just a name, he is probably the strangest dog I have ever met.
He is intelligent. Too intelligent.
In my life, I have had seven dogs; a Yorkie, a Corgi, and the rest mutts.
They have all had their degrees of problem-solving skills. My Yorkie figured out how to open a window in the living room to run the neighborhood.
Our Corgi figured out how to pull on the hand towel on the fridge to open the refrigerator door.
A story for another time.
Roswell will stare at you as if he is trying to read your mind.
He looks as if he understands what you are saying.
He opens doors.
He needs a lot to remain entertained.
He will attack the broom or mop when you sweep or mop. He can even anticipate where you are about to go with it.
So, a few months ago, I bought a small remote-control car. It was a little bigger than my hand. I figured he would enjoy the interaction.
What an understatement.
He pounced. He chased.
He ripped the rubber tires off.
So, he had figured out it couldn’t move without them. He then grabbed it by the back and flung it across the yard.
Well, we rebuilt it. And tried again, this time we tried gluing the wheels on.
So, I figured maybe a heavier RC car. One he couldn’t pick up as easily.
This past weekend I unleashed my mini monster truck.
Tires off. Truck dragged across the yard and dropped in a mud hole.
The truck lasted about ten minutes.
He went straight for the tires.
So, until this morning I was toying with buying an even BIGGER RC truck, maybe a power wheels.
Then I took him for a walk.
He attacked my truck tires.
Anyone know where to buy a monster truck?
Michael Cole is a syndicated columnist that when he is not writing, he is plotting global domination while Roswell search for bigger tires to attack. You can follow him at www.storyoveracup.com
This upcoming month we will celebrate two important holidays. The first being the Fourth of July to commemorate the adoption... read more