This is my oldest daughter's old dog Suzie. Suzie would climb the peppercorn tree to scitch the cat. Somewhere I have a picture of Suzie getting swatted higher up on this tree by the cat.
When Sara was 6 she "found" me a black terrier dog that I loved madly for years. Sara named that dog "Suzie" too. Sara wasn't very original with names.
This is our beloved
The ONE part of our fence that is not 8 foot high... he is escaping over.(It is five feet high and in his effort to get over it he is losing plenty of skin and fur) I went to the clothes line and heard the troll barking at some innocent person walking up the street from our front yard. Rocky starts his bark from the nature strip - then backs towards the house - still barking aggressively. So - I tied him up out the front. Where he dug up the newly planted plants BEFORE I went to leave to work and there is the LOCAL ANIMAL OFFICER not ten minutes after Rockys incident. Our new neighbours are very quick on the draw to ring the pound. Seems ironic - afterall it wasn't them Rocky barked at. I.. err fibbed and said he was on his chain.
Guess who is back at the fencing shop on Saturday and what exciting stuff we are doing on our Saturday afternoon?
Dotti - of course - never wants to leave the yard unless its for a walk or a drive. Especially since yesterday we cranked up the airconditioner again. Dotti LURVS the airconditioner.
However - she is deaf. And so she thinks the coolness is directly related to a particular dining chair. Move this chair into the kitchen where it is not as cool and she still sits on it and crys. Poor girl. It is funny when I am bored though. Move her chair watch her get confused. The only other airconditioner she feels is on our bed.. and Rocky normally doesn't allow her there.
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My girls absolutelty WANT that dog that is up the tree :)
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