Or - Why it's so much fun to do yard work with the assistance of a 100 lb. Lab.
Well, it was mowing time again this AM. I got up at 6:30 and was out there by 7. Wanted to get started while it was still cool, ya know.
Whenever the Dearly Beloved or I even look at the door the dogs go into paroxysms of joy, wanting to go outside. Today was no different in that respect.
Ben, the Lab, has a problem with lawn mowers. He evidently has in it his thick, square head that the mower is pulling me around the yard. So, his solution to this cruel attack of the mower upon his Mama is to run backwards in front of the mower attempting to bite the front wheels.
And the Weedeater? OMG! He's even worse with it! Barking and charging and nipping at it, even when it nips back. Today it got his lower lip and tongue. He already rubs his back on the carpet by moving like a sidewinder, the Dearly Beloved says now he'll be called "Barks with Forked Tongue".
Boo is the smart baby girl. She is Aussie Shepard crossed with Weimeriener. Absolutely gorgeous. Blue left eye, green right eye, outer coat of coyote brown, under coat of white which gives her a "ghostly" appearance. She is smarter than Ben because when the loud machines start up she looks at them, finds a shady spot, curls up and lies down for the duration. When the noise stops, she comes over to see what's goin' on. If nothin' interests her, she goes back to the shade. See, smarter, right?
They do work well as a cat and squirrel chasin' team though. She chases them on one side of the fence and he covers the other side. Or they circle the tree, and if another dog, or a pair of dogs comes in the yard, it's Katie bar the door! She herds, Ben pounces. They are formidible!
Beware of Dawgs!