Week of Action
Scene: Early afternoon light soaks a south facing dining room. Momma is sitting at the dining room table typing on her laptop. Big Dog Chunky is on his back in a corner, playfully chewing on a paw. Little Dog Bucky lays on the dining room rug chewing on a toy bone. A national news channel plays on the television in the background.
(A female voice coming from the TV) … former first lady, is encouraging us all to get out and vote this November, but first she’s asking us to make sure our friends and family are registered to vote. She’s proposing that we all get out and get 5 people registered and committed to vote in the midterms, and she’s calling this initiative the Week of Action…
Big Dog Chunky (mumbling around the foot in his mouth): Momma, whath the Week of Acthion? (more chewing noises)
Momma (pauses typing to think): Uh, it’s to get people to vote in November, I think.
BDC (stops chewing on his paw but remains on his back): Can I vote? What can I vote for?
Momma: Sorry Chunk, but voting is only for adult humans. We get to vote on who will help make laws and policies for the next few years, like will marijuana be legalized in Utah for recreational or medicinal use, or will our schools get more money for in-class use.
BDC (rolls over and stretches): We should have a vote! I nominate myself for Head Honcho Big Dog, and Bucky for Lead Ankle Biter (snickers)
Little Dog Bucky (stops chewing on the bone, looks at BDC and playfully growls): I prefer Lead Bone, Toy and Ankle Chewer. What’s a Head Honcho do, anyway?
BDC (stands and does a full body shake): A Head Honcho does what he wants.
M: Well guys, the people we vote into office shouldn’t ever be able to just do what they want. There are three branches of government that all check and balance each other so no one has-
The doorbell rings. The dogs both jump up and bark loudly while running around Momma.
Big Dog Chunky (mumbling around the foot in his mouth): Momma, whath the Week of Acthion? (more chewing noises)
Momma (pauses typing to think): Uh, it’s to get people to vote in November, I think.
BDC (stops chewing on his paw but remains on his back): Can I vote? What can I vote for?
Momma: Sorry Chunk, but voting is only for adult humans. We get to vote on who will help make laws and policies for the next few years, like will marijuana be legalized in Utah for recreational or medicinal use, or will our schools get more money for in-class use.
BDC (rolls over and stretches): We should have a vote! I nominate myself for Head Honcho Big Dog, and Bucky for Lead Ankle Biter (snickers)
Little Dog Bucky (stops chewing on the bone, looks at BDC and playfully growls): I prefer Lead Bone, Toy and Ankle Chewer. What’s a Head Honcho do, anyway?
BDC (stands and does a full body shake): A Head Honcho does what he wants.
M: Well guys, the people we vote into office shouldn’t ever be able to just do what they want. There are three branches of government that all check and balance each other so no one has-
The doorbell rings. The dogs both jump up and bark loudly while running around Momma.
BDC (loudly): Week of Action! WOOF! Run in circles and bark! WOOF WOOF!
LDB (loudly): Doorbell! BARK! Intruder! BARK BARK!
Momma stands and stumbles through the dog vortex to the front door. She opens the door, steps outside and returns with three cardboard boxes.
M: Amazon arrived! My new phone case to replace the one you ate, Chunk (M glares at BDC)
BDC: Not my fault. It smelled like bacon, and dogs can’t control themselves around bacon.
M (slowly facepalms): Right, I guess it’s my fault for dropping a BLT sandwich on my phone at lunch the other day… We also got some back-to-school clothing for the boys.
LDB: Bo-oring (sits and scratches his ear lazily)
M opens a smaller box on the dining room table and takes out the contents.
BDC (prancing around M): Can I have a box? Oh please please please?
M (holds the empty box over her head and smiles): Only if you vote for me for Head Honcho!
BDC: Momma for Head Honcho! Votes for Doggos! Momma for Head Honcho! Votes for Doggos!
LDB (loudly): Doorbell! BARK! Intruder! BARK BARK!
Momma stands and stumbles through the dog vortex to the front door. She opens the door, steps outside and returns with three cardboard boxes.
M: Amazon arrived! My new phone case to replace the one you ate, Chunk (M glares at BDC)
BDC: Not my fault. It smelled like bacon, and dogs can’t control themselves around bacon.
M (slowly facepalms): Right, I guess it’s my fault for dropping a BLT sandwich on my phone at lunch the other day… We also got some back-to-school clothing for the boys.
LDB: Bo-oring (sits and scratches his ear lazily)
M opens a smaller box on the dining room table and takes out the contents.
BDC (prancing around M): Can I have a box? Oh please please please?
M (holds the empty box over her head and smiles): Only if you vote for me for Head Honcho!
BDC: Momma for Head Honcho! Votes for Doggos! Momma for Head Honcho! Votes for Doggos!
LDB: What do I get if I vote for you? (stops scratching)
M (tosses the box to BDC): How about a face rub, Bucky? Come here.
LDB: This is the best week of action ever!
Bucky hops up and trots to Momma for a face rub. Chunky is ‘opening’ his box on the front room rug. Everyone is happy.
M (tosses the box to BDC): How about a face rub, Bucky? Come here.
LDB: This is the best week of action ever!
Bucky hops up and trots to Momma for a face rub. Chunky is ‘opening’ his box on the front room rug. Everyone is happy.
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