The Butch Dilemma
June 2nd, 2009Tails from the Highway by Roady the RV Dog
I keep hearing this noise… Tick. Tick. Tick. Silence. Tick. Tick. Tick. Silence. I hear it when I’m awake and I hear it in my sleep. I’ve been hearing it for over 1300 hundred miles, and it’s driving me crazy.
I’m beginning to twitch in time to it. Twitch, twitch, twitch, stop, twitch, twitch, twitch, stop. I used to be an easy-going guy, but it’s making me testy. I’m barking at strangers and yipping at friends.
I can’t figure out exactly where the noise is coming from, but when I’m sitting in my daybed near the kitchen I think I hear it coming from the wall. Help me before I lose my mind!
Butch
Dear Butch,
I discussed your problem with the Professor. He asked about cold water showers and said something water heater needing servicing.
He recommended our new Atwood Water Heater Book from the Take Home Technician Series if your human was a do it yourselfer and could help you work on it or taking your coach to a service center.
That done, let me tell you what the problem really is…
The trouble that you’re having is pretty common, especially for
You have to understand that you don’t really have any choice about wearing the tokens. If your human gets lost, there has to be some way to be able to tell who he belongs to. And believe me, humans can get lost in the blink of an eye. One minute they’re putting change in a vending machine, and the next thing you know they’ve gotten distracted and wandered off. And do they ever get upset when they realize what they’ve done!
The professor doesn’t wander off so much as he fails to keep up. Just last week we were in
When I got back he was panicking. He was whistling and hollering my name then slapping his hand against his leg. He was really scared and I felt so bad for him. Looking back, I also think he was a little embarrassed by how afraid he’d been. I tried to nuzzle and reassure him, but he was kind of grumpy and insisted that we go get in our RV right away. The enclosed space seemed to reassure him and he calmed down almost immediately. (I’m thinking about getting him a retractable leash so he can have some freedom without me having to worry about him getting too far behind.)
What I’m saying here is that there is no way I would go anywhere without my tokens! I’ve had The Professor for a while now, and even if he can be a bit of a nuisance sometimes, I’d like to keep him.
Now, back to the issue at hand. A good coating of grime on your tokens mutes the clicking somewhat. Mud or something dead works well if it’s still a little sticky. My personal favorite is dead fish that’s about 3 or 4 days old. I use the full body rub technique. As the fish dissipates from your body, there’s usually enough left on the tokens to help other grunge adhere.
I understand that this may not be a choice for you because most
Until you can get a good patina on the tokens, you might try what I do. Eat with real vigor. If you’re a dry food kind of guy, really dig in! It’s not hard if you haven’t eaten in an hour or so. And don’t forget to save a dry treat like a rawhide (or a bone that you’ve found) for a between-meal snack. Keep it in the couch or bed where it’s handy. By really gnawing and crunching, you’ll find that you’re able to drown out most noises.
Keep your head up and remember that the most important thing is to have a good attitude about your malady. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
If you start feeling like you’re alone, just guzzle some of the Roady’s Toilet Water that I’m sending you. It’s not blue and should remind you that you have a friend on the road.
This is Roady the RV Dog signing out for now. Keep your wheels rolling and those letters and photos coming!



