Mr. Pug & Mr. Other Pug

When Mr. Pug and Mr. Other Pug woke up it was two o’clock in the morning and all was quiet.

Except…That…Constant…High…Pitched…BEEPING!

‘BEEP! BEEP!’ screamed the alarm.

“Please make it stop,” pleaded Mr. Other Pug over the noise.

‘BEEP! BEEP!’ it continued.

Mr. Pug got out the ladder and positioned it directly below the malfunctioning smoke alarm.

“Is there a fire?” asked Mr. Other Pug.

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“Doubt it,” answered Mr. Pug. “It’s just been a long, long time since we changed the batteries. Steady the ladder and I’ll take a look.”

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“It’s driving me out of my mind,” cried Mr. Other Pug, running around in circles and holding his ears to trying to shut out the noise.

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“Hey,” demanded Mr. Pug. “Stand still, will you?”

Mr. Other Pug did his best to stay in one place while Mr. Pug got to the top of the ladder.

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“I’m getting nervous,” said Mr. Other Pug, nervously.

“Just don’t pee!” said Mr. Pug. “I’ve got a screwdriver stuck into a cheap, electrical device and I’m standing on a metal ladder. If you pee on it, I’ll fry up here.”

The thought of a scalding pug made Mr. Other Pug even more nervous than the high-pitched squeal of the alarm. But he couldn’t hold his ears if he was holding the ladder, and he couldn’t hold his bladder if he wasn’t holding his ears. He was so jittery he just had to go.

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“Hurry! I beg you,” begged Mr. Other Pug.

Mr. Pug fiddled with the screwdriver. “Just one more twist of this screw and I should be…”

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

Mr. Other Pug couldn’t hold it any longer. He started to pee against the metal ladder. And Mr. Pug let out a terrible scream!

“WAKE UP,” yelled Mr. Pug.  “WAKE UP.”

Mr. Other Pug shook his head and opened his eyes. “Huh? What?” he asked.

“Wake Up!” said Mr. Pug. “The alarm on your clock radio is gonna wake up the entire building.”

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

“So the smoke alarm’s not busted?” asked Mr. Other Pug, confused but relieved.

“Jeez,” sneered Mr. Pug. “You’re just dreaming. Now turn that thing off.”

‘BEEP! BEEP!’

Mr. Other Pug felt for the clock radio on the bedside table, pushing away old crosswords puzzles and a tub of cold-cream. He smacked the snooze button and the beeping finally stopped.

“What the hell did you set an alarm for anyway?” asked Mr. Pug.

“I wanted to make sure we got up in time for our nap,” Mr. Other Pug replied proudly.

“Oooh, right. Good thinking.” said Mr. Pug as he pulled the blankets back over his head and immediately started snoring.

“G’night,” said Mr. Other Pug as he, too, closed his eyes and snored away.