July 4th 2011 11:16 am
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It is hot down our way and we have had quite an exciting start to the party. Last night Coco and I snuck out and went to the little farm just up the road to bring back the turkey, chicken and goat as they were going to be our “special” guests at our Fourth of July party.
The lights were on inside the farm house but there were no outside lights, thankfully, so we carefully climbed under the fence where the goats are kept and asked who wanted to come to our party? Surprising all of them accepted the offer so Coco and I showed them how to shimmy under the fence but the hole wasn’t big enough to accommodate the first goats’ enormous hinny. Try as he might be could not get out and he was blocking the exit for the rest of the goats. We had to make a decision to abandon the goats.
We next moved on to the pin that holds the chickens and turkey. I was so excited I was already drooling as I could taste the tender meat even before I had any in my mouth. As Coco and I were trying to open the pen, the three large guard dogs came barking and charging towards us. Again, we had to make a decision and that was to get the heck out of there before we became someone’s dinner. This is easy for most, but not so easy for me due to my various health issues. I tried to run faster than the other dogs but I was having a really hard time so I choose to go to where the goat was stuck under the fence and scooted under him so I could be hidden (he was a very friendly goat). The dogs went back to their house to get their owner and Mr. Goat moved over just enough so that I could make it out back onto the street side where Coco was standing laughing her fool head off. On the positive side, I was covered in lots of goat and chicken droppings which smelled really good if you asked me.
Coco and I started to head to where the other farmer keeps his cows to invite one of them to our party but just as we started towards the main road, two police cars came to the little farm with their lights and sirens on. Apparently the farmer called them so Coco ran and I hobbled across the street and hid behind some shrubs. Let me tell you I sure was wishing I were a black dog right at that moment.
The farmer came out and met with the police and started pointing to the chicken pen and the goats. Coco and I tried to escape behind the shrubs but suddenly one of the other police men started shining a high power light in the area that we were hiding at and they saw me. Coco was inching her way away from me and managed to escape, but I was not so lucky. The policeman came over and picked me up and put me in the back of the police car – can you believe it?
I had my collar on with my phone number on it so they called the number and daddy answered because it was late at night and….
To be continued
Oh Boy, I bet you are in all kinds of trouble. I can't wait to hear the rest of the story.
Is you at the pound?! Does you need some treat bonds to post bail? If you does, me thinks I's can steal some from Ceel to send you.
OMD!! Dis r nod gud, Puff-pup! I fink I shood start bakin' a cake wif a file in it!
Omywoofness Puffy! Gross goat and chicken droppings, ewwiez. What a mean policeman to have put you in the back of the car! How dare they detain you like a criminal...I am sitting in suspense right now! You have the greatest narration, I woof it. =) I'm in the process of reading the second part of this story...