Showing posts with label Dandy's 4th of July. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dandy's 4th of July. Show all posts

Monday, July 4, 2011

Dandy's Yogg on the 4th of July

Woof, woof.
     Today was a great change from our usual ones. We drove miles and miles on  I-20 and turned in all kinds of directions before stopping, and I found I had arrived at this really neat place with lots of rooms and a big puddle of water to look at.  It was nice to see the humans that I knew and I got to go all around and smell every thing.
      It was an interesting place with lots of doors and a big window to look out and watch my friends play in that water.I didn't ask to go out there  though; I wanted to stay close to My Lady.

Real cats
      When we first arrived we were greeted by what my friend claimed to be a pair of resident cats. I’m not sure about that. One of them disappeared soon after we arrived and the other looked like no cat I’ve ever seen before.  I know what a cat looks like. I’ve chased them, let them rub all over me, and follow me everywhere I go. I’ve even watched them eat my food (but only when My Lady has me on a tight leash) these are cats, right?
The Big Fellow
     Anyway this cat which they called Fairlane, pretty well ignored me and I certainly wasn’t interested in cozying up with a cat, so we touched noses once and went our own way….for a while.
     It was near lunch time when disaster hit. I had been comfy under the table until I spotted dishes of food and water over in a corner. Well I meandered over to check it out and this Fairlane fellow attacked me.
     Now, I’m an average size for a Dinmont Terrier; about 13 pounds. This animal that they claim is a cat, weighs at least 25 pounds. I heard his Lady say so. So you can imagine how surprised I was to  have a 25 pound bundle of clawing fur rolling me around on the floor.   I have to tell you, I was more than surprised! I was scared out of my wits and besides, you readers just imagine having something twice your size knocking you around on a hard floor. I think that with all the snarls and yowls it got terribly noisy. I did my best to defend my reputation as a Terrier, but frankly, it was humiliating.

     Well, my friend grabbed me up in her arms but it took a while for me to be convinced I was safe. I seem to remember yowling a lot. She keeps saying that animal and I will become friends, but frankly, I doubt that either one of us is interested in friendship. I’m an independent, free-roaming kind of guy, and these sudden attacks aren’t what I want.   Of course, I didn't know I shouldn’t have touched his food. At my house  the cats went after my food and I sometimes slurped up theirs.
      Anyway, I expect the only thing this fellow and I share in our lives is the love of having our bellies scratched! Just look at that fat cat! Whooee! I'm glad I'm home on my own pillow.

Woof, woof.