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One weekend. One lousy weekend. We take off for a vacation, come home, and all sorts of unsavory characters have moved in. Well, maybe savory, but we did not get to taste.
Kiska and Natasha were patrolling the fence line when – wait, what was that?
Natasha focused in for a closer look.
And the prey quaked in its paws, trembled at the awesomeness before it, questioned the mere ferocity of the beast staring it down. And, most importantly, kept eating its dinner right outside the fence line.
Yep, that’s right. It is eating a salad right outside our fence. No self respecting dog would do that, even if your name is Brice and you hoped a “Q from TH” would not see your admission of liking a salad.
After a feast, it was so full it just sat outside the fence line for a while and enjoyed the floor show of swirling Herd. Some nerve.
Tomorrow, Natasha promises to redeem herself. She caught a mighty foe of Sola of Life with Dogs. So stay tuned.
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It’s only a matter of time before he takes the whole place over, eats a lot of your landscape, and rents out what’s left to his family members. Trust me, I know! Hrumph!
Love,
Ammy
I bet that bunny was scared of the herd.:)
That’s one brave bunny!
Mochi
I wonder if it’s related to Oswald.
Huffle Mawson
Maybe you should see if you can steal some lettuce from the humans’ plate and bait that bunny.
Woos, TD
Pee Ess, we find lots of bunny poop in our yard but we never find the bunnies.
Brice turned into a COW? When and how did this happen. I don’t think Eva has mentioned this on the blog.
We have bunnies who come and look at me in the fence. I think its the Bunny equivalent of going to the Zoo.
One day, one day, I will happen to be loose and its goodbye zoo goers!
Kisses,
Stella
Now this is exciting! Dinner that hops, and the promise of a stick going down? What a great week! 🙂
Oooh cute bunnies… or so my momster says! I would prefer to eat them. 🙂
Wow, bunnies! Just look for them on your next walk.
Was there any grass growing in Sibe Quentin? That would be the true test that you were gone too long!
Kat
The nerve of that bunny to just sit there and torment you! I used to live with a bunny they are not like squirrels not quite so evil.
-Kira The BeaWootiful
So I guess the purpose of the fence is to allow rodents to sit on the outside mocking the dogs on the inside? That seems to be what ours is for as well.
The nerve of da bunny!! I thinks woo must redeem yourselves and show that fluffy tail (not to be confused with Miss Fluffy Tail) what’s shaking!!
Mya Boo Boo
Green bell peppers are the bomb! Bunnies, not so much. Rumor has it that my mom has two bunnies in the basement, safe from me since I won’t go down there. It’s the *bath* place!
I wont let sweetie see this – we have no wild life in our yard because of her – mommy says she is a true terrier and i am defective – but she would have been digging under the fence or doing whatever she had to do to get to him – and is she cant get to it – she tries to beat me up to take her frustration out!!
woodrow
A cow!?! “She” referred to me as a cow!?! I’m tempted to pee on her head.
Oh, sorry, we were distracted. Yes, I enjoy an occasional salad and bunny is tasty too!
Brice The Handsome
OSWALD???!!!???
Just wait until Zim sees where woo’ve relokhated!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
PeeEssWoo: Please don’t pikhk on my bovine pal Bricey!