June 24th 2008 9:08 am
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There are, I have come to realize, some perks to be being the lone dog in the pack. Chief among these is the luxury to dine at my leisure. I no longer need to hurry up my eating because another dog is eyeing up my kibble. Another enjoyable aspect of being an only dog is getting the best spot next to Mommy in the bed. Of course, there are the afternoon doldrums that set in as the sun reaches the top of the sky and the day stretches on.
Taking care of this yard by myself is tough too. I've got the cat, two squirrels, birds galore, deer and now the laughing chipmunk in the garage. At first, I thought the laughing chipmunk was an imp or one of those little hairy monsters from that 1980's horror movie. Gremlins. I soon discovered that the laughing sound was connected with the distinct scent of chipmunk. You can always tell chipmunks by their spicy smell. They are very distinctive, like skunks. Except yesterday I saw a skunk that smelled more like a wooden sign. I was confused. It LOOKED like a skunk, but it smelled odd.
Anyway, there is no way I can handle that laughing chipmunk alone. It is more evil than a cat and I need to call in some backup. Perhaps the Running Around the House Dog up the street will come over and run around the stone wall ready to grab the laugher as I flush him out from the garage. The next time we go for a walk, I'm going to stop at the Running Around the House Dog's yard and ask if he can come help me. But for now, I'm going to stretch out in the grass and snooze..."
hehe!haha.." There it goes again! Like a hyena.
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