The goats return

But this time I have some dog reactions. I first realized the goats were back by the change on Lilly’s face. I turned to see the goats making their way toward us. Today they came as close as a few meters the other side of the fence. I must say I like shooting goats. Easier than dogs because they don’t move as quickly or as suddenly. Their coats have interesting colors and some nice detail. And those strange eyes! But no more goat photos. Not for a while anyway.

Goats in my backyard

Not the fenced in portion. The area beyond that. They belong to my neighbor. Sometimes they lunch in my yard. Perhaps by design, perhaps not.     I could tell he was about to charge me. I was caught without my cape so I skedaddled back behind the fence. But what were the dogs doing during all this? The dogs that bark furiously at these same goats when they are two yards away on their own property? Yule and Scrappy were strangely quiet as the goats approached withing 30 feet or so. Not so brave now, are you? Lilly was in…

Brandee too?

A while back, Scrappy thought he might become a pro wrestler (Scrappy’s new career). Now it seems Brandee is also interested. Brandee: DaddyDog. Me: Yes, Brandee? Brandee: I want to be a pro wrestler like Scrappy. Me. <sigh> He’s not a pro wrestler. He only said he wanted to be one. Brandee: Well, he told me we could be a Tag You’re It! team. Me: Okay, when he gets his first gig, you can go too. Brandee: Cool beans! I have my ring name picked out. Me. I can hardly wait. Brandee: Belly-Rub Brandee! Me. Have you been taking advice…

Scrappy makes it look easy

Wilson has been with us at Homeward Bound for over two months ago. He’s a spunky little guy tipping the scales at a hefty 35 pounds are so. He comes with a ton of personality that makes people like him immediately. Unfortunately, he’s also fearful of other dogs and has chosen “the best defense is a blitzkrieg offense” strategy when it comes to the scary dogs. To make things worse, Wilson’s size has helped him become a master of slipping by slow humans at a gate or door. Twice this has given him access to attack other dogs.  I use…

Scrappy’s new career

Scrappy: Hey, DaddyDog! Me: What now, Scrappy? Scrappy: I’m gonna be a pro wrestler. Me: That’s just great. Do have any experience in wrestling? Scrappy: Work? Hey, you’re forgetting when I wrestled that big dog. Uh, you know, Charlie. Me: So you did. What are you doing to get ready? It’s hard work even if it is fake. Scrappy: Wind sprints, baby! And it’s not fake. Scrappy: And I’m practicing my ugly face. Scrappy: And my tricks. “Playing with a possum” is my favorite because it’s just like napping. Me. Okay, sounds good. You need a strong ring name. What…