“Hey, Lucy come here.”
“What’s the problem, Little Potato?”
“Someone put a thingy over my window.”
“So you can’t see out?”
“Yeah. It looks like the window’s been frosted.”
“I think it might be to save the baby deer from your barking.”
“You’re kidding right?”
“No. I heard The Boss talking to Mom. Looks like your ferocity upset the fawn.”
“Geez, Lucy. All I want to do is warn everyone of the dangers of a wild, crazed fawn.”
“I know, Little One, but others don’t see it like you and I.”
“Can I see it from the back yard?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Come on, Lucy. Let’s go see.”
“Okay. But I think you’ll be disappointed.”
“Hurry.”
“Coming, Little One.”
“I’ve looked everywhere.”
“You have to wonder why the fence is not see through, don’t you?”
“You are saying the privacy fence is to keep me from scaring the deer.”
“I’m not saying that. I’ll bet the folks are thinking it though.”
“Man what good is a watch dog if they can’t see the stuff to watch.”
“Last I heard you are a bulldog not a watchdog.”
“Don’t confuse me with facts.”
“Right.”
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A watchdog that can’t watch! Love it.
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I know right? Thanks, Steve
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For us, the interlopers are horses and cattle. They come at Beau (our Lab) from every front, and no matter how many times a day they walk across the pasture, the alarm must be sounded. Sigh… Our Cavalier KC Spaniel thinks he’s nuts…😉
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I can just see the scene, Lori. Best of luck on that one. 😀
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It sounds like quiet is going to reign now at your home. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Till she figures out another way to protect us from the deer. Thanks, Suzanne. 😀
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She’s certainly determined, isn’t she? 😀 — Suzanne
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Poor Twiggy. Hope she finds a new hobby/job.
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Hahaha. She has us to keep her entertained. Thanks, Charles.
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She is amazing, dear John! So much energy! So much curiosity! Oh, youth!
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Yes, Maria. You are one to know about youth. 😁
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🙂 🙂 🙂 ha-ha-ha! Do my best, dear John!
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I know you are. 😀
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🙂
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Omigosh! Twiggy’s face at the “You’re kidding, right?” photo is priceless.
Poor girl. Wants to be a watchdog but her view’s been “disabled”!
Love these exchanges, John.
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She still has the sofa back but it is a matter of time and place. She could watch 100% of the movements before. Thanks, Dale.
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Ha ha ha! And drive you nuts with each thing she sees?
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Poor Little Potato – … but is there a place where she can see the FedEx/UPS trucks?
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Yup. She has to climb on the back of the sofa and guard the house from there.
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Good to know that she’s not completely blocked off from evil.
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True. She has plenty of evil to supervise. She just did five minutes at the trash collectors. She is now exhausted.
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Cute. Despite Twiggy being sad about all this – you did save the deer!!
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The Mama deer was getting increasingly grumpy. An intervention was needed.
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You handled it quite tactfully!!
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The deer chased the Producer, Twiggy, and Lucy. Scared all three.
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teehee, sorry, had to let a chuckle out trying to picture that!!!
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I couln’t laugh when she told the story, but did bite my cheek holding back. Picture a big dog, human, and a little dog running from a deer. Too funny.
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Sweet story, John. Twiggy looks resigned to a new non-barking life. LOL Have a marvelous day!
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She will figure out a new move. Thanks, Gwen.
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Aw, shame, John. Twiggy looks so dejected in that last picture.
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I know. The poor thing can’t have everything she wants. Almost everything but barking at the deer is no longer an easy task. She has to climb on the sofa and look out the window from there.
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Aw…poor Twiggy…cut off from the world.
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Seems that way, Jill. 😁
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Those two! Just love ’em.
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Thank you, Darlene.
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Curses! Foiled again! The entire series of photos is delightful, but that last one? Dejection, personified.
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Yes. Hard at work and then nothing. Thanks, Linda
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Poor Twiggy – she looks so sad.
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Poor dear. Thanks, Teri
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Poor Twiggy. She’s going to need lots of play time as compensation and some new toys to distract her!
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I know right? Of course, she is calmer too. Thanks, Mae.
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Oh, poor Twiggy! Nothing worse than not being able to do your job. A watchdog who can’t watch. So sad. 😉
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Yes, it is. But as Lucy pointed out, Twiggy is a bulldog, not a watchdog. Thanks, Staci. 😊
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Try the nose, Twiggy. Dogs have wonderful noses, even bulldogs.
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Precious. A fine idea for your ears, as well.
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LOL and awww. Poor Twigster. She does look disappointed. “You’re kidding right?” — it looked exactly like she was saying that, John. 😀
The house is looking posh and polished. I’m definitely moving the slowest of those of us who relocated this year. But I don’t have to hurry — or that’s what I try to convince myself. 🙂
Hugs on the wing.
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You don’t have to hurry. Besides, there are two of us not counting animals and only one of you not counting animals.
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No doubt, these barriers are quite frustrating! Poor Twiggy! You guys spoil all the fun!
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We do, Jan. The poor dear. 😁
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Twiggy looks pretty sad in that last photo, John. You sure you can’t cut some peepholes in that fence? Maybe some security cameras she can monitor from her phone.
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Good idea, Dan. Thanks. 😁
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Aw, poor little Twiggy. You know you’re cramping her style, don’t you, John? Now she’ll have to find something else to bark at — perhaps the delivery man??!
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She just finished barking at the trash guys so she is okay.
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I don’t blame Twiggy for being confused. FROSTED glass? What fun is that?
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None. Which is the whole point. 😀
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Sorta like life? 🙂
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Yeah. If it looks like fun take it away. Ha haha
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I love your doggies’ conversations. That cute Twigs! (I always take the Y off and make it plural for my sweeties.
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Sounds like a fun term of endearment, Luanne. 😊
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Sloopy Anne is Sloops. Tiger or Tigey is Tiges (rhymes with tides, hard g).
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So cute. Thanks for letting me know.
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Thank you, Staci.
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Poor Twiggy… she just wants to help. 🙂
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Mean ole parents for sure. 😀
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Haha!
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Haha… “don’t confuse me with facts.” That’s comical on sooooooo many levels! Thanks for the Friday giggles, John. Have a great weekend! 🙂
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Thank you for letting me know you liked it, Natalie.
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I love that last photo! Little Potato looks so disappointed 😉
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I think she was at thei time. All the photos were traken in sequence on the same day. 😀
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Facts are a pain, aren’t they?
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Totally says Twiggy
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