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The adventures of Sadie ~

Not just a pretty face...

As it turns out I am quite an accomplished huntress. I have many kills to my credit already. I don't like to boast but I have been on and lead many successful safaris looking for big game and whatnot.

Anyway, I thought I would share with those of you that care a little bit about my last expedition. During my latest foray into the bush I came across an albino Tasmanian devil...if you hear my mommy say something about a possum just ignore her, she doesn't know what she is talking about. Plus, my daddy confirmed for me that there were in fact albino Tasmanian devils in the area and that I was very lucky to have even survived. I attribute my success to my incredible skill and fortitude...as some of you may recall I successfully fought off a band of rabid coyote/wolves last year.

Anyway, I was on point foraging through the bush when I was surprised by the aforementioned devil beast. I sprang into action instantly and without a moments hesitation. As it exploded from its lair, I did a head fake to the left and simultaneously went right. I caught it just about at its jugular in a perfect strike consistent with my flawless technique and nearly blinding speed. That thing didn't even know what happened...it was just...gone. Dispatched from this world...here are a couple of coins...I hope the boat man lets you pass.

WOOF...WOOF its my Birthday :)

Today on my day of birth the most atrocious thing happened. (BLUSHING) I may have been out in the yard naked...you read correctly out in my birthday suit! No bandanna, No collar, just naked!
I was doing a little sunbathing, my favorite activity. Mommy had to switch the laundry so she took the boys in and gave me a few more minutes.
Well hold onto your seats! Wait till you hear!! Mommy came out to get me and was giving me some birthday loving. That is when it happened!! One moment I am on my back lapping up the love...the next I am off and charging in full on attack mode!
The meter reader guy came through our gate...without permission I might add!! Well as any pup would do, I was letting him know in no uncertain terms he better get out! He had a stick, with a tennis ball on the end of it :0 and started swinging it at me...me, in my own yard, as if I was the intruder.
Well Mommy saw red!! Oh boy did she go crazy! Immediately, I got out the way and behind mommy. Thank dog for my superior athletic prowess, I was able to avoid contact with that dreaded stick.
My mommy told that mean man if that stick made contact with me it would be the last thing he ever did. I for one believed every word she said! I know my mommy and she was not playing around! Mommy told that man she understands he is just doing his job, however her job is to keep me safe and she considers it her only job.
Anyhoo I got scooped up and carried inside, not before getting some more barks out. How dare he!! Meter reader indeed, he was undoubtedly trying to snap off some naked photos of me to sell to the puparazzi!!! As I said atrocious!!!

Chippy...

My father pointed out to me that perhaps I should have shown some compassion for our resident Chipmunk...Chippy. But, Chippy was found inside of the perimeter this evening. He knows better than to be caught inside of the yard...we tolerate his presence when we are inside and usually don't carry on like fools when we spy him going about his business in the yard. But, he knows that he is not allowed within the confines of the castle while we are out...the treaty does not include visitation rights during patrol times. Subsequently, Jake ran him down...Chippy displayed a little gumption though and was able to escape the grasp of our least accomplished and junior enlisted man...Private Jake "the Useless Wonder." Turns out though that we were right on him following his daring escape from Jake and Riley scooped him up in her mouth and gave him a solid chomp...I think that if dad hadn't seen what was happening Riley might have tried to swallow Chippy whole!!! Anyway, Riley dropped Chippy as dad bellowed with his command voice...that's when I pounced on Chippy, scooped him up myself and shook him. After I shook him, I put him down though...as requested by my father! Dad was very cross with me...apparently I was expected to listen and obey the request PRIOR to scooping him up and shaking the crap out of the little trespasser. WHATEVER!!! My father explained to me that i should have been more compassionate as I had just recently gone through a similar ordeal myself and survived. I told my dad in no uncertain terms that if chippy had the fight that I did...he might have limped off to fight another day as well, but he didn't and therefore he was lost to his fellow chippers forever. C'est la querre...