The Curse of the Beeping

Asa here. Well this is awkward. Chuck Billy is outside and refusing to come in the house because of a beeping noise. No, it isn’t the chirping of a battery dying in the smoke detectors. Chuck Billy taught us long ago that he absolutely detests that sound and in a panic will run to the door at the first chirp. To avoid that beeping, he trained Dad to change the batteries twice a year when the time changes, which coincidentally he’ll be supervising this weekend.

Today the noise is coming from the television. Oh but not from a medical show. Chuck Billy has also made it quite clear he doesn’t like the beeping used in hospital scenes, and will demand to be let outside then too. This is a new beeping sound. It is on a tv show that I thought we’d both enjoy because it combines our passion for digging and treasure hunting – The Curse of Oak Island. Little did I realize the island’s curse was more than being unable to find the missing treasure!

Don’t get me wrong, Chuck Billy was very much enjoying the show, and its various theories on who did it and where the treasure is hidden. That is until Gary Drayton and his trusted metal detector appeared on screen. One high pitch squeal from the metal detector indicating something was hiding below ground, and Chuck Billy ran outside and refuses to come back. Not even Gary’s “top pocket finds” of interesting artifacts will entice my brother to return inside and continue watching the show with me. In fact, Chuck Billy is even out there muttering something about adding metal detectors to his list of inventions by cats made to drive dogs crazy. In case you’re wondering, smoke detectors are at the top of that list, followed by slow feeder bowls.

So while Mom is out there with Chuck Billy trying to convince him it is safe to come in the house, I’ll just keep watching this show by myself. After all, who can resit a show that combines digging and treasure hunting, not this pirate! Argh Matey!

Please excuse my cone. Mom was so focused on me not scratching my face that she missed the hot spot I gave myself licking the shaved part of my leg.
They better hurry up and find that treasure on Oak Island, because I’m not coming back inside until the metal detector is gone!

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Chuck Billy is a Golden Retriever, living in Southern Maine, who likes to share his unique observations on life with his little brother Asa. When not writing his blog, he spends his days being awesome.

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