|Barked: Wed Nov 4, '09 9:26am PST |
|I took care of a trouble maker once! Here's the story:
I was at home alone while Mom was at work and Dad was out. I was taking a nap on their big, warm bed as I do when I am left alone to make the time go by faster. All of a sudden I awaken to hear a jiggle of the door handle. I thought it was keys so I slowly stand up, streatch, get up slowly off Mom and Dad's bed, and walk down the hallway toward the door. When I get to the front room I see -Not Mom or Dad - but a Burglar! I don't like this one bit. I start barking and growling. The Burglar has Dad's Guitar Case in his hand. I jump up on him and he hits me in the leg with something hard - hard enough to break the skin. That hurt alot. The burglar ran for the open side door and escaped with Dad's Guitar.
I got a big cut on my front right leg and it was bleeding so I stay by the open door and guard it while I wait for Mom & Dad's return, Licking my leg the whole time.
I'm okay now. My leg healed but the experience made me a barkie little girl. I used to be very quite and never bark in the house or outside...unless someone came over then I'd have to tell them "You're welcome to stay if you remember who's boss!" in my Big Girl voice
Now I bark alot of the time. If I hear a noise, if I wanna come in and the parents aren't listening to my knocking (just a single bark-don't wanna get the neighbors mad), if I hear a car door slam, if I see people nearby, etc.
The same day as the burglar incedent Mom & Dad's friend named Ruger came over and they still weren't home. Ruger knocked and then called Momma on her cell at work and told her the side door was unlocked and open. This was strange to her because we NEVER use the side door. Momma said he could go in and see if everything was alright. When Ruger came in I was very growly at him. I knew him but I wasn't gonna let anyone else take Mom and Dad's stuff. Ruger didn't take anything and I didn't bite him or anything but I didn't like him in the house when they were not home!
It took Mom & Dad a few days to notice anything was missing because it was just the one thing but when they did they put all the clues together...my cut leg, open door, missing stuff, barking Ruby. They knew what happened! I would have told them the whole story but they are not fluent in Dog...unfortunately. If they ever decide to learn German Shepherd I have a lot more stories I can tell them
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