Goodboy. Not.

Well.  I hate to admit it…but I didn’t live up to my new name of “Goodboy” yesterday…

So.  My human got home and let us out for a quick pee before supper.  During that daily ritual, we all EXPLODE out the door – in a riotous FIT of barking.  Why?  We don’t know.  We just do it.

After peeing, we RACE back in the house because we know we will be fed. Yesterday, we relaxed for a bit after eating and then our human announced that we were all going to go for a run around the back perimeter of our property, which is a couple of acres.  Except Pax.  He had to stay on a leash because my human didn’t want him going in the lake.  No worries about Frodo and I doing that.

So off we all went.  Our human wanted us to get some exercise because she had to go to a “kennel club” meeting last night.  Don’t get me started about that.  What’s with this thing of having a KENNEL CLUB meeting – and dogs don’t attend?!  SERIOUSLY?  I want representation at these meetings.  Really.  Who do I see about this?

Anyway, back to the story.

So we all had a great run around and we were headed back to the house.  And, well…that’s when I decided to take a detour.  Into the woods. 

My human and Pax and Frodo continued back to the house.  My human called my name – and then, instead of one of my nicknames, called out other options:  “Treats!!!”   “Biscuits!!!”   I heard her – but I knew her pockets were empty.  Really humans – why do you try that one?  You can’t fool us.  So I continued to look for rabbits, foxes, and any kind of poop that any animals may have left behind.

When my human and the boys got back to the house, my human told Frodo to go and find me.  He just looked at her and said “Seriously?  You’re kidding, of course.  If he’s lost, it’s HIS problem – and our gain.  More food for us.”  Paxton just stood and looked into the woods. 

So there they are.  Frodo, Paxton and my human, waiting near the house.  Silently.  For my human it felt like 10 minutes, but in all honestly it was more like two. Suddenly they can hear crashing in the bushes.  And I come FLYING around the corner of the house.  At which point both Frodo AND Pax try to take me out – they were both giving me grief for taking my detour.  I did the “drop and roll” routine and then continued with zoomies all around the front yard of the house.  And Frodo and I had a couple of “good natured” rolls and some wrestling – I was trying to make up for getting him mad.  You can see that in the photo –he is leaning away – as he knows I am about to pounce on him again.

So I guess I may not be able to use that “Goodboy” name after all.  I guess it REALLY doesn’t suit me.  How about “Badboy?”.  More like it.  Actually, I kinda like the sound of that one my human used tonight – Biscuits.  Yeah.  That has a nice ring…. But what would the nicknames be?  Bis?  Bikkie?  Biscuit Man-is-kit.  Maybe I’ll just stick with Viktor.  For now. 

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