Since she was a pup I have noticed that Pocket, while seemingly very innocent, is, when determined, quite clever. I have, sadly, had three sisters and a brother who went to the Bridge. I loved them all, but in Pocket I saw a dog who might be able to solve the mystery of the most bothersome appliance in the house.
not the vacuum cleaner. While I grant you the vacuum cleaner sucks, if
we were to defeat it, while we would have the temporary reward of
victory, we would more than likely get in a tremendous amount of
trouble, and Mommy would just buy a new on the next day.
the real appliance of mystery is the refrigerator. It is here where
what we desire the most is kept. Food. And unlike a cabinet door it
can’t be nudged open. These appliances have been made dog proof because
that’s the way the humans have wanted it.
have spent decades working on keeping us dogs out of their magical food
storage unit. They have spent years perfecting that white thing on the
side of the door. It’s only purpose is to make it impossible to open
the door except by using the handle. And they position the handle so
high up that it’s impossible for a small dog to get to, and so close to
the door that it’s impossible for a larger dog to get their paws around
it. I never thought we could crack it, until Pocket was born, and I
started seeing things through her eyes, and realized, with years of
planning, we could get that door open.
Pocket invented these. I know, we have never mentioned that Pocket
invented this toy. I know many of you have played with the toy, and
enjoyed it, but it isn’t really a toy, it’s a tool. What we needed was
something long that could fit in our mouths. We now pause until Brody’s
Mom stops laughing.
long snake toy is perfect. But to do something as complicated as
breaking into a refrigerator you have to be patient. If we started
using it for it’s true purpose right away humans would figure it out and
take it off the market. But now, since the humans think it is just an
innocent toy, there is one in just about every home in the country.
week Pocket and I began to experiment getting the refrigerator door
open. I waited for a day when Daddy put us in the bedroom because Daddy
does not really pay attention when he is shutting to door and it does
not latch. I am able to paw the door open and let Pocket out of her
crate. She picked the stuffless snake in her mouth and we walked into
the kitchen. She stood on her back legs but couldn’t reach the handle.
She then stood up on her tippy claws and was just able to get the tip
of the toy through the handle I then stood up on my tippy claws but my
legs are smaller and I could not reach it. I thought we were done but
Pocket put her head under my butt and then used the strength she had
built up from all those k9 kamps to lift me just enough that I was able
to grab the tip of the snake with me teeth.
pulled it down until it was equal length with the snake on the other
side. Then Pocket and I each took an end in our mouths and began
backing up and pulling. It was hard to get traction on the linoleum but
finally the troublesome white stuff on the door pulled away from the
frame. The door was open! Pocket and I both ran for the door but it
shut before we got there. We determined that one of us, when we opened
the door, had to stand with the snake in their mouth while the other
explored what was inside. We picked up the snake again, pulled, and
this time we got the door open and I passed the end of the snake to
Pocket who now held both ends.
ran up to the refrigerator. I looked in the door. Soda (blech!) and
beer (hmmm, but no opener.) Everything else in the drawers were in
plastic bottles. Then I put my paws on the first shelf. There was a
drawer below us. I tried to open it with my paws but could not do it.
Then I realized what I needed. A butt scratcher. Daddy uses it to get
Pocket’s ball when it gets stuck under furniture. I picked up the
scratcher and put it in my mouth then walked back to the refrigerator.
This was very difficult. I had to hold the non scratcher end in my
mouth and then lifted it until it was under the handle of the drawer and
pulled. The drawer opened! I scampered over and looked inside. . It
was filled with fruits and vegetables. I lifted a bag out tore it open
and shared a baby carrot with Pocket. I liked them but Pocket spit hers
I put the carrots back and looked on the first shelf. Butter: no
good. Celery: Blech. What’s this in the bag here? Oh my gosh. The
mother lode. It was the bag of Kerri’s Kookies. Pocket came running
over and the door shut behind us but we didn’t care. We enjoyed three
cookies and Pocket reminded me not to over do it. When our tummies were
full we used the snake to open the door again and I put the Kookies
back. Pocket was now nervous. This had taken a long time and she was
afraid Mommy was going to be home but I wanted to take a look on the
second shelf. We got the door open, I peered up, and then I saw it,
boneless chicken thighs. I grabbed the package and pulled it to the
floor while I heard a dog cry no. I began to tear at the package while
Pocket begged me to stop. She said if we ate the chicken now Mommy
would know we had defeated the refrigerator and not only would we cost
ourselves another look inside but all our friends would never get in
their refrigerators either.
was one of the most difficult decisions of my life. But I decided to
return the chicken thighs to the refrigerator untouched. We opened the
door again. I stood up with my paws on the shelf and Pocket ran up to
me. The door squished me a little but didn’t hurt. Then we picked both
picked up the package of chicken and replaced it. I took one more look
around the refrigerator, but there was only yogurt, cake, and other
yucky human items. We let the door shut.
agreed to come back in a week. If we took a little out at a time it
might not be noticed. Pocket also went back to the drawing board in her
kitty condo to try and get to the top shelf, and, if at all possible,
the dream of dreams, the freezer.
now friends it is up to you. I am afraid that smaller only dogs may be
out of luck unless there is a helpful cat and trusting squirrel. I do
believe a big dog, if they move quickly, can both open the door and get
to the food. But don’t be greedy. Take only a couple of items. If the
humans figure out we have cracked the refrigerator code they will go
back to securing them again.
So be smart, and good luck my friends.
We are one step closer to ruling the world.