Clearly it was the full moon. And I have a secret. The full moon brings out the WORST in me. I have been in BIG trouble the last couple of
days. BIG trouble.
First there was my runaway episode. My human let all of us out for a romp in the
yard after she got home from shopping.
Frodo and Paxton were QUITE happy to run around and play. Me? I
SAW something in the yard – and I ran out the door, raced across the lawn and
BOLTED into the woods. Gone. And then my human could hear me barking. At something.
She had visions of me with porcupine quills all over my face. She called.
She shouted. She pleaded. She blew a whistle. She attempted to follow me – but the woods
are too dense. Her friend who is staying
with us called too. And blew a whistle. But I was on the trail. And my human could hear me barking further
and further in the distance. She jumped
in the car to see if she could spot me up the road somewhere. Nope.
No sign of me. She drove to the
next road over. There are only about 4
homes on that road – and she asked a woman out in her yard if she had seen a
dog. Nope. No sign of me. By now, about 25 minutes had passed since my
departure. Just as my human was about to cry, the phone rang. Her friend called. I was home.
Full of sticks in my hair, muddy and smelling like a swamp – but
home. My human was so happy, she forgot
for 1 minute to be mad at me. After
that, it was the cold shoulder for about an hour. But then, of course, I won her over.
Then my next escapade….the deck. My human and her friend have been working on
the deck for about two months. The stain
had peeled off – so it required a total scraping before a new finish
could be applied. They have been
scraping and scraping to get the old finish off. You would think Frodo, the dog who digs at
everything would have helped. But he
didn’t. FINALLY, last week it was
done. And the NEW finish was applied
last weekend. The deck looked
FANTASTIC. Absolutely fantastic. And then, yours truly came along. I went out on the deck on Wednesday, and
became OBSESSED with one spot.
I mean OBSESSED. I kept
sniffing. And sniffing. AND sniffing.
And when I was left alone on the deck for 15 minutes, I began to dig and
chew and sniff at that same spot. When
my human came out she took one look at me and saw my new rust-colored
face, she yelled “STOP”. Too late.
I had removed all the new deck finish in a one foot square area. She and her friend were NOT happy.
They couldn’t understand WHY I was doing
it. I had never done THAT on the deck before. So her friend went to investigate UNDER the
deck. And GUESS what he found?????? A bird’s nest!!! Yup. I
could smell those baby birds and I just wanted to say hello. What’s wrong with that???!!! Paxton and Frodo are clearly not as sociable
as I am. Their noses obviously aren't as good either.
I have now been banished from that area of
the deck. Until it is repainted. And the birds are gone.
But seriously, NONE of this is my
fault. It was a full moon!!!
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Linda Wozniak
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