When I was a child and watched my favourite television program I never understood why a show didn’t pause when the TV was turned off and it worried me greatly that the same show wasn’t on the TV when it was turned on again several hours later. I soon learned the real reason this occurred, and moved on to more important issues in my life.

I haven’t thought about this past event for a long time, but after a recent situation that happened with Storm I’m happy that this happened as it’s helped to understand the confusion in Storm’s mind and how finding meaning is often difficult.

It’s a weird custom of those big-box pet stores that they allow and encourage you to bring your dog in for a visit. It never made much sense to me, most dogs I know don’t carry cash so buying anything would be pointless and even if they did they wouldn’t have brand loyalty anyway so marketing towards dogs is a pointless exercise.

We needed to buy a large bag of dog food and Storm hadn’t visited the store so we succumbed to peer group pressure and loaded him into the car. I read somewhere that the reason a dog enjoys having their head sticking out the car window while the car is moving is due their excellent sense of smell. They can sense so many distinct smells they have a smell overload and are in a state of bliss. Whenever I pass a car on the road with a dog sticking their nose out the window they always look exceedingly happy so I’m sticking with my theory regardless of it’s truthfulness.

To say Storm was pretty happy when we arrived at the store would be an understatement. He jumped out of the car with a grin on his face that made him appear to be stoned. What occurred next will live with him for the rest of his life and he will always have unanswered questions about why things turned out the way it did.

It might be better if I tell this story from Storm’s perspective, his memory was a little hazy but he swears this is an accurate recollection of the afternoon’s events.

You’ve just lived one of your dreams and gone for a car ride with your nose sticking out of the half opened door window. Suddenly the car stops and that means your experience is over, your owners take you out of the car and things will now go downhill. They walk you over to a door and as you walk in on your leash it hits you with a power and passion that you didn’t know was possible. It actually makes you stumble a little as it was such a surprise.

The entire building is filled with food. Every type of food has a different and wonderful smell. To your right you see en entire wall of food you don’t know what venison is, but you are currently looking at 20 bags of freeze dried venison and you want it. Not just a single piece, not just a single bag but all of it. It now has special place in your heart and you need it. Your life has no other purpose.

Then you look around and see something else, that frightens you for a moment. The sign says “Fresh Dog Meat” and you panic for a short time until you realise it’s meat for dogs to eat and not the other terrifying interpretation that you had going through you head.

Minced Pure Beef, Chopped Ox Cheek, Tongue Mince, Whole Chicken, Minced Kangaroo and Veal. You don’t understand what these meats are and at this point you don’t care. You just need them.

Behind you there is something called Dried Beef Liver, Kangaroo Tail and a facinating product called Lamb Licks Even your owners don’t know what Lamb Licks are but it doesn’t matter anyway as if you had the ability to speak and ask them you’d be speechless anyway and wouldn’t be able to utter a single word.

You walk around the store with you mouth wide open in amazement. Why has nobody told you this exists? Surly they know about it, but for some reason they’ve chosen not to share the important information about this store. As you stumble around the store you find bags of food stacked as high as the ceiling, brands and smells you never knew existed. They are beautiful to look at, but you need to taste them.

It’s a safe assumption that this is your new home, over there you can see shelves of dog beds, enough chew toys to last a lifetime, leashes, medications and even dog kennels. You’re an inside dog and have little need for dog kennel but everybody needs to slum it once in a while so you try each one just once so you can tick it off your bucket list.

Time passes quickly, you don’t know how long you were there but suddenly your owner leaves the building with you on the leash and a single bag of food under their arm. As you walk through the door you glance over your shoulder one last time.

Finally you arrive home and try to sleep but today was a wonderful experience and sleeping was difficult. You wake up after a short nap and wonder if it was all just a dream?

If only you didn’t forget to bring your wallet.