LIVING LIFE

A few months ago my husband and I were playing backgammon when one of my dice bounced off of the game board and headed for the floor. I must confess that I lose eighty percent of our games so missing dice could actually be a good thing for me. In the past, dice which fell on the floor were always found within a small radius. For some reason, this time we could not find it anywhere.

Our dog is always our main suspect when anything disappears in our home, but she was asleep at the top of the stairs, so she had an alibi. I actually laid down on the floor and sprawled out with a flashlight to get a good look under the couch. After locating three stale dog treats, several clumps of dust, and a receipt from 2020, we still had to idea where the die had landed.

The following day, my daughter and grandson joined the search party. The couch was moved several feet and the nine-year-old had a great time exploring under every inch of furniture.

After a few hours, my husband had a new theory about the disappearance of the die, so he turned over the chair I had been sitting in while playing. The missing dice fell out of the mechanism on the bottom of the chair and hit the floor. In a freakish twist of fate, the die had apparently ricocheted off the tile floor and bounced into the bottom of the chair. As we were looking at each other with astonishment, my grandson informed us that our dog had just grabbed the mystery die and headed up the stairs.

Luckily, cheese puffs outrank game pieces in the hierarchy of dog treats.

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