The curious case of the slipper at the top of the stairs

by Lorin Michel Saturday, April 27, 2013 2:35 AM

About a month or so ago, Kevin decided to try something when we went for a walk. The something did not actually involve us being outside but rather Cooper being inside. Since we got him in October, we had been putting him in his kennel each time we would leave the house. We just thought it was better for him, from a feeling-secure standpoint. It was also better for us from a knowing-he-wouldn't-destroy-the-house-while-we-were-gone standpoint.

This first trial of trust would only be for 30 minutes or so. We figured, what could possibly go wrong? Of course, we knew exactly what could go wrong. He could chew the wood shutters. He could chew the leather couches. He could pull all of our dirty clothes out of the hamper. Unroll the toilet paper. Empty the trash. He could pee on the walls.

As it turned out, he did nothing at all but lay in the entrance way, probably staring at the door as he anxiously awaited our return.

We were thrilled. We were proud. We were encouraged that he really was turning into the good boy we always knew he could be. So we started leaving him out when we went to the store, or out for dinner, or to The Wineyard on Thursdays.

Which is where we pickup our story. Last night was Thursday, which means date night which means wine tasting. We took Cooper for a walk a little earlier than usual (5:30) so that we could shower, get cleaned up and leave around 7. The Cooper walk is just a little over a mile so he gets a bit of exercise. After the walk, he gets the last cup of his 2 1/2 cups of food a day. He's gotten all of the energy out of his system, as well as everything else, on the walk. His appetite has been sated. He's content. It's nap time. Us going out has become a regular happening; he's used to it.

We kissed his nose, promised him we'd be back soon, told him to be a good boy, and with that, we were off. Yes, we felt a tiny bit guilty about leaving if only because the face. The face looks like this: eyes wide, a bit scared, a lot lonely. The mouth is closed. The head is slightly tilted. It's Cooper putting on his very best cute. It's a face that says "how can you leave me?"

It's not easy. But we do it.

Last night we tasted wine from a place called J. Rickards. It's in Napa Valley, on the Silverado Trail next to Silver Oak, and they've been there since the early 1900s. Their Zinfandel was fabulous; their Petite Sirah equally so. Didn't much care for the cab. We laughed with the people we've gotten to know, noshed on pretzels and sipped wine. We gave hardly a thought to what might be going on at home since nothing ever does.

On the way home, around 8:15 or so, we stopped to pick up a couple of salads to-go. The sky was newly dark; straight ahead, a huge moon hung just over the road, lighting the way home.

We came in and the little face was there to greet us, tail thumping, butt wiggling. Where have you been? We petted him, rubbed on him, kissed his nose again and I walked toward the bedroom while Kevin took the salads into the kitchen. I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs and stopped. Something caught my eye. It was at the top of the stairs, sitting on the edge of the landing, parallel to the step. My right slipper.

I stared at it for a minute or so. It wasn't comprehending. My slipper is never up there. It's always either under my nightstand or in the closet, and it's always with its mate. I called to Kevin, come take a look at this? He came. He stared. We both turned to look at Cooper who was standing in the living room, what?

I went up to retrieve the slipper. It was fine. No dog slobber, no teeth marks, no shredding. It was just ... there.

We're curious as to why after all this time, a slipper is now carried to the top of the stairs. The same thing happened today. Same slipper (the right), same position at the top of the stairs, same lack of slobber. Kevin has decided that in addition to mommy issues, Cooper also has a slipper fetish. I suppose. But it sure is, well, curious. And awfully funny. At least until the slipper ends up like Wubba I and Wubba II.

For the time being, I’m celebrating the curious case of the slipper at the top of the stairs. But if anyone has any wisdom to share in order to solve the case, I’m all ears.  

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Comments (4) -

4/27/2013 10:34:46 AM #

You two are usually out for an hour and a half or two? Well this is too easy. Here:

1. Break out (borrow one if need be) a digital camcorder.
2. Let Cooper sniff it.
3. Securely install said camcorder in location for the “curious-case-of-the-slipper-at-the-top-of the-stairs-surveillance-dog-cam”. (Secure installation required unless, of course, you want to create the "curious-case-of-the-broken-camcorder-at-the-BOTTOM-of the-stairs.)
4. Set for “record” in 2 to 4 hour mode and turn on when leaving for date night.
5. Upon return, watch video for intentional slipper movement/displacement.
6. Repeat process if necessary.
7. Post incriminating video here on your blog site. (Most important step of them all!)

There. Case solved.

Fred United States

4/27/2013 10:44:58 AM #

Forgot to mention step 8:

8. Require Cooper sit and watch incriminating video; parental units' discussion/feedback session with him to follow immediately thereafter.

Speaking of dog videos...
I know I asked this once before many moons ago, but is there ever a chance we'll see and HEAR a video of the fabulous Maguire Bear's bark? Smile

Fred United States

4/29/2013 9:00:22 AM #

This is very funny. Where are Kevin's slippers? I'm curious to know which slipper he'd choose if both yours and Kevin's  were left out? I can only assume it would be yours given his "momma boy" status. Smile

Khris United States

4/30/2013 12:40:51 AM #

Love the puppy-cam idea, Fred. We'll have to try it!

As for Maguire, I have looked but I don't have a video with sound. It breaks my heart that I can only hear him in my mind now. I wish I had something to share... you have no idea how much I wish it.

Lorin United States

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