Willy Found His Bark

Well, I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing... Willy, we think, has finally 'found his bark'.  A dog with no bark, you say?  How can that be?  You have to remember that he's only a puppy.  He's about 18 weeks old now.  He's just learning how to 'talk'.  Once in awhile, he'd let out a bark & then whip his head around trying to figure out where that sound came from.

He's been pretty ferocious, wrestling with Jack & Jill and trying to 'kiss' our cat, Stubby.  --  Who incidentally, reminds me of Lucy from Peanuts, whose reaction is hysterical when Snoopy licks her.  Add to that reaction a disgusted cat face...*snicker* -- Anyhow, when he wrestles with Jill the only way he can be in charge of the situation is to sit on her head and make almost mean growling sounds .  You have to take into account Willy is 4 1/2 lbs to Jill's 20 lbs.

In order to be a dog in our house, you have to be weird.  You have to have funny little quirks.  All of our animals have some weird quirk that makes them fit right into our family.  When Jack begs, he forgets how to bark... so he mumbles.  Jill's weirdness is that she gets reeeeallly low when she runs.  She hunkers low, low, low to the ground & then the faster she goes, the bigger her 'racing stripe gets'.  She has a line of fur down her back (actually her hackles) that stand straight up when she runs.  Willy, so far has just been cute.  What cracks us up about him is his wild eyed ferocious look when he plays & he's pretending to be a big dog.

The other thing you MUST do, if you're to be a dog in our house is to bark at everything & and anything that happens outside.  A delivery man coming to our door; a friend or relative that comes to visit; a loud, slow vehicle going by on the road (which happens every day, since we live in farm country); the shadow of a bird flying by the window (which happens every day, since we live in farm country); a leaf blowing by the window (oh wait, that's every day too).  And let's not forget that we have to protect our home from the nasty neighbors pulling into THEIR driveway.  Oh wait, here comes another vehicle, pulling into the NEIGHBORS driveway - let's bark at that too.  You know, just doing their civic duty of protecting the whole-dang-neighborhood!!

So, tonight, the neighbors pull in (bark, bark, bark - race to the couch to peer out the window & let them know that they pulled into their driveway 'That's right, you ol' neighbors - you just pull into your own ding-danged driveway!!  If you pulled in here we'd lick you to death - ya big chickens!!!'.  Willy saw the 'big dogs' racing & barking & so he did the same.  He was so proud of himself.  Actually, we are too.  *sniff, sniff* our little baby is growing up.

Bye!  Love you!  Have a good day, Dear!