Beep Beep Beep

I'm in charge of guarding the place when Mom's in the shower. Something really weird happened tonight, though. I was sitting on the bath mat, chewing away on my rawhide, when all of the sudden something beeped. I couldn't figure out where that sound was coming from.

BEEP.

Sounded like it was outside of the bathroom, so I went to investigate. But then when I was in the hallway, it sounded like the ceiling was beeping. Weird.

BEEP.

Mom got out of the shower and she heard it, too. I was a little wigged-out at that point, though, 'cause the ceiling kept beeping at me. Mom said not to worry. She said it something called a smoke detector. If there's a fire and we're nite-nite, the beeps would start and they'd tell us to wake up and get outside. That's cool. Nobody wants to get hurted in a fire.

BEEP.

But we didn't have a fire tonight, so why was that thing beeping?

BEEP.

Mom said it was 'cause the battery was starting to get old. The smoke detector was telling us that it needed a new battery.

BEEP.

That beeping was driving Mom and I both CRAZY. It just kept going! So we went on a ride to the store and we boughted a new battery for the smoke detector. Now it's happy and it's not beeping at us anymore. Whew! Problem solved.

And I got a car ride out of the deal, so that rocks.

Hmmm...I wonder if they make a squeaky toy detector that would beep when squeaky toys are nearby. I'd get me one of those! But then again, I guess I'm sort of a squeaky toy detector myself!