The iPad is NOT a Chew Toy

Bad dog.

Bad dog.

The sun was just about ready to set as the hours rolled on – drawing the summer solstice to a close. Inside the house, muppets were restless in their beds as the night was not yet dark despite the passing of bedtime.

I stared out at the clouds from my office window. I watched the weekend slip away and told myself it would be a good idea to get ready for the week ahead.

Monday loomed.

On a whim, I reached up to plug in my iPad. I don’t usually bother charging it at home since I use it as a second (ok, fine – third) monitor in the office. The weightlessness of the silver neoprene sleeve practically flew out of my hands. There was a definite three quarters of a pound missing. Also a whole lot of data.

No matter. I moseyed out to the living room. I must have left my fruity device on the end table next to the couch. After all, I do spend a lot of time perusing the web, playing games, and reading, while life is lived in the eponymously named room.


Well, I am getting old. Maybe memory doesn’t serve as well. (I’ve been told one’s ability to multi-task ebbs around age 23). It must be bedside. Because how can one sleep without a bit of media browsing. I traipsed back to the bedroom.


Hmm. I returned to the point of origin. But the office was definitely iPad free. iPhone(s), yes. Mac(s), yes. iPad, no.

After circling the house three times, each time expanding the perimeter a bit farther – out to the kitchen, dining room, guest rooms and even the bathroom.


Logic told me I really should go to bed and find it tomorrow. I knew it was somewhere in the house. But as is wont to happen on a Sunday night, my brain decided sleep was no where in our near future.

Save tonight and fight the break of dawn.

I loaded up the Find My iPhone app on my phone. “Find Devices” and I clicked on iPad. Immediately I was vindicated as the little green dot lit up on my home address; it had last updated 30 seconds ago.

I really should just go to bed.

Instead I pressed the “send a sound to my iPad” option. And then I pressed it again. And again. And again.

I heard no sound.

I wandered around the house wielding my phone like an auditory metal detector.

Finally, I heard the faintest beep while standing in my bedroom. It sounded like it was coming from across the house. I retraced my steps. But I couldn’t hear it in the living room. I swear it sounded like it was beeping from across the sliding doors.


I opened the bedroom slider. A gust of still warm 70-degree night air hit me. And so did a distinct beep.

There, in the dog’s favorite pillaging pile, was an orange plastic cup and my iPad.


The damn dog had absconded with my iDevice.

I picked it up and wiped a significant amount of drool off the cover, wondering if the rice trick worked for slobber as well as more purified water-logged issues. Sending up a prayer to the great Steve Jobs in the sky, I peeled back the newly customized dog-tooth-design cover.

It blinked to life.

Eight hours later I heard the sprinklers stutter to life for their weekly five-minute misting of our now yellowed drought-defeated grass.

I rolled over and snuggled up to my fully charged iPad mini. It was saved by the bell.

I’m still mad at the dog.

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  1. Roxy

    Aww, but he is soo cuuute! I know, it would be less cute if it were my tablet.The Labrador is my dream dog(along with Shih Tzu).I have an adopted Shih Tzu because I love the breed and because it’s the only type of breed I afford right now(space,time,money etc) but I will have at least one Lab one day, when I can give him all it needs.I am soo jealous that Search and Destroy are lucky enough to have grown up with dogs and not just any dogs but Labradors!

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