June 3rd 2010 9:06 pm
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OMD!I got me a COON!! My very own coon! I went outside through my private exit/entrance while my furmily was eating supper, to do my doggy communications at the fence...
Well I heard something VERY interesting in my woods. An intruder. A trespasser! NOT allowed! So I took off a barking all the way fast as the wind. Like the road runner, from the cartoons, BOL!
And growlmy said she could hear me barking my head off, but for me that isn't too unusual. So she and my furmily finished their supper. When they were done, she still could hear me...I was in frenzy mode. And my voice was getting hoarse...She could not see me back there, so she went outside to find me and the reason fur all this hullabaloo! OMD! She saw me jump on something!! Then I took off. This was MINE, All MINE! She yelled at my unfurbro for a leash, and tried to follow me around the paths in the woods. Unfurbro called and said, 'He's here, Mom'!
Well yup, There I was, lying on the grass, with a something brown and furry beside me...I looked at growlmy and panted...'Look Growlmy! Aren't you proud? I got a reward for all the hunting practice I do back here, and on my strolls! See, Growlmy? this was our trespassing varmint, and he can't bother us anymore!'
Well, growlmy put the leash on me and got me back in the house...where I had a huge drink of nice cool water. Then I kind of collapsed on the floor, and panted and panted and panted. I left steamy marks on the floor from my hot panting.
So growlmy ran a bathtub full of cool water and in I went.Boss-boy poured the cooling water over me over and over again. Soon the panting was more ordinary. I had worked so hard at this protection of the premises that I was overheated!
Meanwhile, growlmy and unfurbro went back outside to see what this creature was, that I had captured and killed. ( Sorry people, I am a JRT, varmint eradication is my instinct and job...)It was a young racoon...growlmy felt sorry for it, even though she knew that I was only doing my job! She felt bad that this guy was not with the rest of its family and mom. Then she and unfurbro took it away from where I had put it on display, and gave it a proper coon funeral!
Later when I was outside again, I went directly to the place where I had left it, and OMD! someone had stolen my treasure! That's not fair. I did all that work, and now its gone? I was hoping to have a nice meal...bOL, or maybe have growlmy make me a Daniel Boone Coon cap! BOL! It was just the right size fur that purpose.
Growlmy did not scold me, even though she was upset, because she knows that I probably would just roll my eyes like a teenager, and let her yell...and then I would just go and do it again, if I have the chance...BOL!
But she did check me over to make sure there were no bites or other wounds on me...Hey! Growlmy! I am too smart and quick to let a varmint do that to me...
So now she is also concerned that perhaps some other of this coon furmily may show up. I hope so...that would be FUN, but growlmy hopes not...Party pooper!
Wow! I've only caught squirrels, never a coon! My family had a basset named Sam who caught a raccoon one time. Congrats on catching that varmint!
Great job, Freckles!!! Very impressive!!!!!
OMD! I can't believe it! A coon, I haven't seen any of those yet. Mom has told me that she used to feed them where she lived. They were pretty nice as long as you didn't think you were friends (close) with them. But that was your prize, your souvenir. How dare they! At least you have the memory!
Poor coon dude!
(My mom told me to say that! We
all know JRTs were bred to be
varmint eradicators. You're
just doing your job.)
OMD! OMD! OMD! (THUD)
HOLY COWS, Jack! You actually slayed the mighty beast?
You are a hero! He coulda killeded your whole fambly. You are a brave and fearless warrior. Ernie are passed out cold. He could not evfun imagine what a battle to the DEATHS would be like! I think he's gonna be a little bit jealous if he evfur wake up!
My Mama says "ARE MR. JACK FRECKLES rabies shots all up to date????" And it's a good thing your pawrents gave you a bath because when Ernie got in the tussle with George Coonie last summer she did a lot of reading and the raccoon saliva is full of bacteria and diseases! OMD!
EG!! Are you OK?
Get out some smelling salts, Izzy! EG is overcome with some kind of issue...
My shots are UTD, always. Don't want no yucky doggy diseases.Can't get fleabies either...so if any wanted to hitch a ride on me...they will die!
And I am all clean...at least until I went and did some good JRT style digging! BOL!
PS: YUCK! Tonight, growlmy found a tick on me...just crawling around...looking for a good place...no way hos-eh!Must have gotten that from romping around in the yard today!