Friday, December 23, 2011

Finn and the Huxley

well, it's getting busy around here, Tallsister arrived.  I've met her before, but this time she brought a squirrel with her! She took over OUR room, where Rolydog and i sleep on the bed during the day, and where my crate is for nighttime.  They moved the crate and dogbed into the almost-outside room, and gave Tallsister and her squirrel our space! At first the door was closed most of the time, but i could smell that there was something in there that wasn't a human, and it wasn't a dog, so it must be a squirrel.  A weird squirrel, though, because it has a collar with a bell.  I like to bark at squirrels, so the first time i met it i barked my usual charming "hey!hey! hey!" bark.  The humans were not impressed, and the squirrel made a strange hissing sound.  It took a while but i figured out where i'd heard that sound before - the Huxley!  But they weren't calling it a Huxley, they were calling it a "cat" or a "Abilene".  Finally after a day or two peeking over the gate they set up in the door, i got a better look at it, and now i realize it's a Huxley, so i approach slowly, tail wagging, ready to retreat skitterfast.
I can get along with a Huxley, i'm a smart dog.
Finn, on patrol.

1 comment:

  1. Bad dog for barking; good cat for regulating; good dog for remembering proper manners.

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