Sunday, June 1, 2025

More Danging Of The Doggie

That dang Pupsie! She continues to plague Farmer H with her penchant for chewing. She ate a bit more of his lawnmower seat. A 4-foot long curved piece of white plastic guttering has appeared in the front yard. The cow skull reappears every day, despite Farmer H declaring he "got rid of it."

"I threw that skull down in the woods."

"Well, it was in my way again in the driveway when I came home."

"I threw that skull over on Neighbor's property!"

"And yet it's back on the carport today."

Silly Farmer H. I don't know how he thinks the distance he can throw a cow skull while standing in the front yard will keep Pupsie from finding it and bringing it back. She probably thinks it's a game.

When I left for town on Thursday, Farmer H was coming in. He had some white plastic 5-gallon buckets stacked together, and set them on the side porch. Then went in the house, saying he was going to work on fixing his WAGON WHEELS on the front porch, that the dogs had knocked loose. Dogs? I'm pretty sure my little Jack has not been knocking down big iron wagon wheels...

I saw the buckets as I went down the porch steps. Inside were two drills. I got in T-Hoe with those buckets on my mind. I called Farmer H on my way down the gravel road.

"You need to bring in your buckets. That's just the sort of thing Pupsie would love to chew on."

"Yeah. I'm going out right now to work on my wheels."

When I got home, there was a black piece of woven material that looked like a basketball net on the carport. It had been there when I left. But now it was joined by a long stick with no bark. It might have been a chewed piece of lumber. Or some type of rail from a porch. I don't think either came from our Mansion.

"I see your dog has some new chew toys out by the garage."

"That dang dog! I was screwing that wagon wheel back on the porch, and she came right up to my buckets and put her head in. She was gonna take my other drill! Right out of the bucket, with me standing there! She looked at me when I yelled at her, like 'What are YOU gonna do about it?' She's into everything!"

Yes. Pupsie is into everything. Farmer H knows this. He really needs to be more careful with his stuff. You know, like daring to leave a seat attached to his lawnmower.

2 comments:

River said...

Time to get serious with pupsie's training! She needs to learn what she cannot touch.

Hillbilly Mom said...

River,
Pupsie has learned to stay away from the groceries on the chair, as long as I am standing by the side-porch. It will be harder to catch her in the act of snacking on the lawnmower seat. Farmer H needs to be more forceful in telling her "PUPSIE! NO!" the instant she starts her shenanigans. Rather than yelling "You stupid dog!" and giving her a lecture. At least she knows her name. That gets her attention.