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With apologies to Maxwell Smart, we have a little story today about Roscoe that he would prefer we didn’t tell. Let’s call it missed by that much.
To explain our story today, we should start with the fact that Roscoe has earned a new nickname. We’re calling him “Repee.”
Why? He has decided that whenever any other dog pees on something, Roscoe must re-pee over it.
No one else cares or pays any attention to his efforts. They certainly don’t give him any hierarchy credit as if he is suddenly higher on the totem pole around Chez Herd.
But Roscoe takes great interest in the task. He studies the spot selected by a sibling. Walks around. Calculates the necessary angle. Makes adjustments. Adjust his aim. Studies some more. Maneuvers some more. And, finally, takes his best shot.
During his adjustments, he struggles with Mother Nature. Errant branches, briars, and brush make achieving the correct targeting quite the challenge. Especially the briars.
Still, he perseveres. He focuses on his task. He lines up his target. And streaming commences.
Here’s the thing. Roscoe’s aim is terrible. When he we say he “missed it by that much,” we really don’t want to suggest he was close. He often isn’t even in the same zip code.
Nor is he particularly talented at staying still through the whole process. It’s more a machine gunning tactic than a sniper. And still he misses.
So, sorry, Roscoe, but yes, we had to tell this story. Maybe we should have called it “missed by a mile.”
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That face looks like he is asking why you had to tell everybody. Poor Roscoe, he tries his best, but some do not have the necessary skill. But remember it is harder to repee than to pee. He gets an A for effort and gave us a good laugh.
What a cutie! He does look a bit miffed.
Thanks for the morning laugh!! My “girl” is worse than any male I have ever owned when it comes to repeeing. She only manages 1 mile in 25 minutes due to her “mission”.
We’ve always laughed that Kiska could hike a leg and pee higher than most of the boys, much to their shame. But the best of all was the day she watched them in a pee contest, marched over, backed up to the target post, and thenâusing her back pawsâclimbed up the post. Then she peed far higher than any of the boys could even think. Once done, she pranced away with a haughty “top that” attitude. The boys didn’t even try.
A for effort?? Roscoe looks upset you are telling this story ?
AAWWW Roscoe-I’m sorry I had a laugh at your expense. I bet it’s something to watch and when he misses I bet you HAVE to laugh Hu-Dad???