Saturday, October 9, 2010
It's mine...Stay out...!
My best bud Spencer's birthday was a blast! All sorts of Pug-centric happenings...more on that later.
Being a pug, I have certain pug-doggie behaviors. One of these is protecting MY backyard. Not Mommy's or Daddy's backyard...It's MINE! I sit in front of the big see-through door and wait for any non-pug interloper. Daddy even bought me a mat to put outside the door, warning all that it's my backyard! I chase away all the evil doers, including squirrels, possums, various bugs, raccoons, tigers, lions, bears, alligators (I thought I saw one in my mini-pug-pool!) and even trains. But one critter eludes me and teases me and gets me all excited. She sits on the fence with her cute grey fur and pretty pink collar and MEOWS AT ME! What the F*--...Ooops, I almost used a Daddy-word...
The cat's name is Gracie. She's pretty friendly, but she shouldn't be in my backyard. Of all the backyards to do her cat thing in, she picks mine. Meow...Meow...Meow...While sitting on her high fence. I do my protecto-pug best to alert the parental units to feline danger, but Daddy GOES AND PETS GRACIE! Really, Daddy, using precious petting skills on The Enemy?!?!?!?
Daddy says me and Gracie can be friends. He's even introduced us and wanted me to make peace with her. But, it's not aboot Gracie, it's aboot her invading my backyard and teasing me! GGrrrrrr......
I think it would be best if we tolerated each other. I won't bark, she won't meow...And Daddy...I know you're reading this, you won't pet her!