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By: Knit Sisters » Blog Archive » Notorious D.O.G.

Knit Sisters » Blog Archive » Notorious D.O.G. — Thu, 31 Aug 2006 15:21:59 +0000

[...] has once again been defending her turf. Unfortunately for both her and for me, she is apparently unable to discern the differences between an intruder like, say, a groundhog—which she can dispatch with almost frightening haste to his hoggy reward—and one like, say, a skunk. [...]

By: Ellen

Ellen — Mon, 17 Jul 2006 12:19:59 +0000

You know, Diane, we could see this incident as Shelley earning her keep by working as an exterminator. I like the spin, I like the spin…

By: Diane

Diane — Sun, 16 Jul 2006 15:56:23 +0000

We have a dog and two cats who often let us know that they are still predators. I look on the bright side, at least it keeps those little varmints out of my house and fewer holes in the yard!

Atta girl, Shelley!

By: lorinda

lorinda — Sun, 16 Jul 2006 12:17:14 +0000

Both. And thankful–that it’s not you.

By: Ellen

Ellen — Fri, 14 Jul 2006 15:39:56 +0000

Thanks for the support, Sarah and Lorinda! I’m glad to hear that other people’s pets are just as lethal as mine.

I will say this, though: Shelley does make a swift and bloodless kill. Hard to know whether to be horrified…or proud.

By: lorinda

lorinda — Fri, 14 Jul 2006 03:56:56 +0000

Good observation on canine behavior, Ellen. My dog, who underweighs your dog by about 60 pounds (he’s a Yorkie) has the same killer instinct. Don’t let the bright eyes and smile fool you. Just stay on their good side.

Okay, that sounds like something from a Stephen King novel, now that I think of it.

And my cat is the same way. He shot through the screen door one day, knocking the screen completely off, to catch a chipmunk in his mouth. Once he had it, he wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. It was like he came to his senses and said, “How did this small mammal get in my mouth?”

By: Sarah

Sarah — Thu, 13 Jul 2006 19:31:34 +0000

I have no doubt that Hugo would cheerfully dispatch any groundhog, squirrel, bunny, or other small animal that came within his reach. (This includes cats, as well, although he has a sort of truce with the two cats who actually live inside our home.) Don’t feel too bad. Dogs will be dogs.