Guard Dog–That’s Me!
Friday, February 6th, 2009As usual mom let all of us out this morning before dawn. I, as usual, ran the fence line to see if we had any unwanted guests during the night.
Mom was standing on the porch with her flashlight when she heard me and Hilde barking; Wooly is such a wuss. Wooly immediately ran back to where mom was standing, while we waited on mom to come to where we were. Wooly wouldn’t budge an inch. He stayed on the porch as mom came walking towards us.
When mom got to where we were, she shined her flashlight on the ground where we were standing and barking. She finally found the hole something dug under the fence. I should say tried to dig under the fence. Our fence has these little lines of wire that go into the dirt just so we can’t dig our way out (not that we would). But those little wires keep things out of our yard as well as keeping us in. Mom and dad went to a lot of trouble to keep us safe. I reckon that’s why I try and keep mom and dad safe.
