The other day I heard something. Since I'm still a young pup I, Monster, wasn't sure what it was so I enlisted my trusty ol' friend Droopy in searching out the culprit. Droopy's got a nose on him, you see, he can sniff out a 3 day old trail and sure enough Droopy found the culprit. We started barking madly. Then Phat Boy, Ralph the Mouth and Sir Licks A Lot started barking. H1 was inside, busy nursing a head cold. Oh no, what were we going to do? Woof, WOOF. Still the culprit wouldn't leave. Woof, WOOF. H1 began hollering, she says because the barking was echoing off the stuffed passages in her head. We didn't listen. Hmmm... why not? Well now H1 was in danger, we had to protect her too. Then H1 realized we were concentrating on a tree. Barking. Barking. BARKING. Oh crap!
H1 flew out the house, hollering at us, she was clearly not happy. I can't understand why doesn't she know we are just trying to get this intruder to leave. OH NO shouts H1! STOP! STOP! RUN, RUN, GET AWAY! BACK, STAY, INSIDE, BACK, NO, NO!! CRAP!!! Shovel. Yes, shovel. H1 puts herself between us and the SNAKE. She's clearly more experienced at this then I am, I best listen if I want my treats later. Back. Back.... back.... Ok H1 I'm back. I hear H1 say, dogs safe, H2 safe, H1 NOT! NO, NO, don't lunge at her. BACK. OUT! GET OFF OUR PROPERTY! CRAP, it's a rattler! LUNGE, NO! H1 SHOVEL................
When you live out in the country you know you are going to encounter some critters, some wanted, some not. So it should come as no surprise to anyone that sometimes a snake crawls through the yard. H1 tells me we've had snakes in the yard since she moved here 12 years ago. They have always been harmless snakes, bull snakes, red racers, gardner snakes and king snakes and she always let them go on their merry way.
H1 flew out the house, hollering at us, she was clearly not happy. I can't understand why doesn't she know we are just trying to get this intruder to leave. OH NO shouts H1! STOP! STOP! RUN, RUN, GET AWAY! BACK, STAY, INSIDE, BACK, NO, NO!! CRAP!!! Shovel. Yes, shovel. H1 puts herself between us and the SNAKE. She's clearly more experienced at this then I am, I best listen if I want my treats later. Back. Back.... back.... Ok H1 I'm back. I hear H1 say, dogs safe, H2 safe, H1 NOT! NO, NO, don't lunge at her. BACK. OUT! GET OFF OUR PROPERTY! CRAP, it's a rattler! LUNGE, NO! H1 SHOVEL................
When you live out in the country you know you are going to encounter some critters, some wanted, some not. So it should come as no surprise to anyone that sometimes a snake crawls through the yard. H1 tells me we've had snakes in the yard since she moved here 12 years ago. They have always been harmless snakes, bull snakes, red racers, gardner snakes and king snakes and she always let them go on their merry way.
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