So I was driving down a country road today when I spied something out of the driver's side window.
I had exactly 11 seconds to stop and take a couple of photos before I had to continue on since traffic was coming up behind me, and there were no shoulders on road, and I was pretty far away so these are heavily cropped. So I apologize for the quality. Even if I could have stopped, it's pretty hard to sneak up on a coyote in an open field.
He's probably hunting something that would make Mr. Woo EXTREMELY jealous.
And Mr. Woo deserves to suffer a little, believe me.
I suffer. Oh how I suffer. Hey, is that a rabbit?
He deserves to suffer because he is R.O.T.T.E.N. to the CORE!!! Yesterday we were taking a nice walk in the fields around our home when Wootie just vanished. One second he was standing beside me, the next he was nowhere to be seen.
At first I was all "Wootie, where are you? Get over here, right now." And after about 10 minutes of nary a sighting, I was like "Wootie? Sweetie? Where are you, pumpkin?" and then 10 more minutes passed and I was all "WOOTIE! WOOTIE! WOO-HOO! COME YOU BASTARD!!"
Still no Wootie.
I bushwhacked through fields and thorny things for about 45 minutes, getting progressively more frantic, until my heart basically just stopped beating altogether. What if he got run over by a car? What if someone found him and just, you know, kept him? What if he followed his nose all the way to Abbotsford? I ran home.
Where I found Wootie. Sitting on the porch.
BAD DOG!!
Looking for something?
*shakes fist at Wootie*
I know it's hard to believe, but he is a really bad dog. I was so angry that I hugged him and kissed him and sobbed and was all "oh I was so scared! Where'd you go?!" instead of giving him the beating he deserves.
Next time: more beatings, less love.
Today we were bored with our usual routine, so we tried out a new (to us) dog park in Langley. It's just a big round field, with a path circling it so people don't have to get their feet wet. It's not very exciting, but it IS fenced, so I didn't have to worry about losing Woo two days in a row.
*shakes fist at Wootie. Again.*
Tweed felt it was kind of meh.
Meh.
But he got a lot more excited when I pulled out the Chuck-It.
I tried to get a family portrait, but Wootie refused to join us, as he was busy eating dirt. Unusual, I know.
Mmmmm dirt. Wonderful, tasty dirt. Mmmm.
As for the other dogs ... well, I just don't think it's natural for two dogs to have these kinds of thoughts about their sister's shapely rear end, for crying out loud. She's their SISTER!!!!
What? We weren't doing anything!
We had to have a little chat about the birds and the bees, and how some feelings are just not appropriate to have. I guess I embarrassed them, because none of the boys would even look at me after that.
I know they're looking at my butt. I don't care. Throw the ball plz.
Tweed was quick to agree with his sister.
And Dexter was all "Wait, aren't we looking at her butt anymore??"
We played some Dumb Ball
Until Wootie tore up enough of the turf that I thought someone might notice.
So we packed up our hockey ball and our (ridiculously) long tongues, and headed back home.
Now we are snuggled up together ready to ring in the New Year.
Happy New Year! Wishing you all the best in 2010!
I had exactly 11 seconds to stop and take a couple of photos before I had to continue on since traffic was coming up behind me, and there were no shoulders on road, and I was pretty far away so these are heavily cropped. So I apologize for the quality. Even if I could have stopped, it's pretty hard to sneak up on a coyote in an open field.
He's probably hunting something that would make Mr. Woo EXTREMELY jealous.
And Mr. Woo deserves to suffer a little, believe me.
I suffer. Oh how I suffer. Hey, is that a rabbit?
He deserves to suffer because he is R.O.T.T.E.N. to the CORE!!! Yesterday we were taking a nice walk in the fields around our home when Wootie just vanished. One second he was standing beside me, the next he was nowhere to be seen.
At first I was all "Wootie, where are you? Get over here, right now." And after about 10 minutes of nary a sighting, I was like "Wootie? Sweetie? Where are you, pumpkin?" and then 10 more minutes passed and I was all "WOOTIE! WOOTIE! WOO-HOO! COME YOU BASTARD!!"
Still no Wootie.
I bushwhacked through fields and thorny things for about 45 minutes, getting progressively more frantic, until my heart basically just stopped beating altogether. What if he got run over by a car? What if someone found him and just, you know, kept him? What if he followed his nose all the way to Abbotsford? I ran home.
Where I found Wootie. Sitting on the porch.
BAD DOG!!
Looking for something?
*shakes fist at Wootie*
I know it's hard to believe, but he is a really bad dog. I was so angry that I hugged him and kissed him and sobbed and was all "oh I was so scared! Where'd you go?!" instead of giving him the beating he deserves.
Next time: more beatings, less love.
Today we were bored with our usual routine, so we tried out a new (to us) dog park in Langley. It's just a big round field, with a path circling it so people don't have to get their feet wet. It's not very exciting, but it IS fenced, so I didn't have to worry about losing Woo two days in a row.
*shakes fist at Wootie. Again.*
Tweed felt it was kind of meh.
Meh.
But he got a lot more excited when I pulled out the Chuck-It.
I tried to get a family portrait, but Wootie refused to join us, as he was busy eating dirt. Unusual, I know.
Mmmmm dirt. Wonderful, tasty dirt. Mmmm.
As for the other dogs ... well, I just don't think it's natural for two dogs to have these kinds of thoughts about their sister's shapely rear end, for crying out loud. She's their SISTER!!!!
What? We weren't doing anything!
We had to have a little chat about the birds and the bees, and how some feelings are just not appropriate to have. I guess I embarrassed them, because none of the boys would even look at me after that.
I know they're looking at my butt. I don't care. Throw the ball plz.
Tweed was quick to agree with his sister.
And Dexter was all "Wait, aren't we looking at her butt anymore??"
We played some Dumb Ball
Until Wootie tore up enough of the turf that I thought someone might notice.
So we packed up our hockey ball and our (ridiculously) long tongues, and headed back home.
Now we are snuggled up together ready to ring in the New Year.
Happy New Year! Wishing you all the best in 2010!
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Happy New Year to you, the Three Woofs and the heart stoppingly sneaky Mr. Woo. I wish you all a fantastic 2010 and firework free evening in the country.
PS... How did Dexter get so big????
Happy New to all of you. Thank you for providing such an entertaining blog - this has become a daily source of entertainment for me.I have been a long time lurker and it is time to come out. You or rather the antics of Mr Woo always make me smile. By the way did Santa bring Dexter get longer legs for Christmas? He seems to have just sprouted!!
Happy 2010 to you and all the dogs. I always smile when I see a new post in my reader. Thank you for sharing your dogs' pictures with us.
I agree! Dexter is hu-mong-gous!!
Happy happy new year from my crew to yours!
Happy new Year! Glad you found Wootie safe and sound. I also love your term "dumb ball" in reference to the fetch is for stupid dogs.
We are a newly developed area and I see coyotes all the time. It scares me that one might snatch up one of the boys!
Thank you for a New Year's Eve chuckle. As I have said (probably too often), I love your photographs, your story lines, and most of all your dogs. A very happy and healthy new year to you, Tweed, Piper, Woo, and Dexter.
I liked carmilee's conceit of Santa bringing Dexter new legs - as if his old ones weren't long enough!
if it makes you feel any better, my malamute once busted out of my apartment via a screened window and ran around southern california for approximately 7 hours with animal control, the cops and us hot on his tail only to return back to our apartment that he'd only lived in for a week. We pulled up to get more paper to make more signs and there he was. Just waiting and thirsty.
Happy New Year to you and the woofs and Woo - oh and Donut too, of course! Thank you for a year of entertaining posts and beautiful photography.
Happy New Year. Moon dog caught a mousey last week during the snow storm and he was blue merle coyote for a moment-then he got furious with the mouse because it refused to move and run any longer-it seems it was a little bit dead.
Thanks, you* made me laugh so hard I had a massive coughing fit and I have tears running down my face. Very attractive, I tell you.
*By "you," I mean the sequence about the boys looking at Piper's shapely behind.
When you have time, go to the website of Shoofly Farm and look at a photo of her BC Zac and see who you see!
Oh, oh....Looks like Wootie will be taking some remedial recall classes this winter.
Good shot of the coyote, although I prefer to see them running.. A-W-A-Y.
Best wishes for the new year. Thank-you so much for making me laugh.
♫HAPPY NEW YEAR♫ PAWty ON
Here's to another year of friendship and smiles and holding up each other through the trials. Over the past year you have brought us many giggles, some laughter and always a feeling that the world is a better place because you are in it.
I can't remember how I stumbled on your entertaining blog, but I'm sure glad I did ... I've been enjoying your ongoing (humorous) adventures, and particularly watching Dexter grow up (My gawd he's growing fast!). Happy, healthy, safe but fun 2010 to all of you!
I swear, Conner & Woo were separated at birth. Conner had an adventure excursion this week as well. We have such BAD dogs!
Happy, happy new year to you and your furry crew!
Happy New Year!!!! I love the pictures! I'm so glad you found Woodie safe. I sure know that feeling of having them disappear, getting mad, and crying all the way in search!! Give them all hugs from me!!!!
Woo's coat looks so thick, you could beat him with a 2x4, and he wouldn't feel it.
Loved the shot of the boys leering at their sister's butt. I guess this sort of thing happens in the sticks, but I'm glad you're taking a firm stand. :-)
Happy new year, Food Lady!
Great pics, as usual. The coyote looks so fluffy and warm!
Happy New Year to you and your crew too!!!
Yeah, what's up with the mud-eating?!?! Can somebody tell me? My dogs go CRAZY EATING mud too...
And Mr Dexter has new heels on him! He's TALL! :)
omg I LOVe the pic of the coyote. I love ALL the pics, actually. and I love Mr. Woo. Can I have him? please? no, really, can I?
hmmm...i didn't think so. but I had to ask.
It never gets old how great you are at capturing your dogs' emotion. And awesome coyote pics.
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