I’ve been in touch with my AKC Union Rep. I have a shop steward, but he’s a bulldog and we don’t see eye-to-eye. He’s much shorter than I am. (Sorry, just a little Sheltie humor.)
Anyway, the reason for my irritation should be evident to anyone paying attention on Facebook or Twitter.
I have been maligned.
I have been disparaged.
Plus, she let the A/C guy in yesterday and the man actually tried to chuck me under the chin! While, I might add, I was barking at him!
Is there no end to the humiliation I must endure?
Just for the record, I have NOT herded butterflies willy nilly. The stupid things were in my yard, and using my domain as a flight path. Such a thing can not be tolerated.
Secondly, the doves WERE challenging me, and I had no recourse but to let them know they were trespassing.
We’ll discuss that irritating Yorkie next door some other time.
Oh, and she was wrong about the mastiff. He lives across the street, not next door. His bark carries, though.
But I’m not the least inclined to cut her any slack, due to her characterization of me in the last few days.
I am Flash the Wonderdog.
I am NOT Flash the Silly Dog.
I will talk more once I hear back from my union rep. At the very least, she should be forced to write a letter of apology, accompanied, of course, by a few bones. Just as a gesture of good will, you understand.
Koenig Photo Finish aka Flash the Magnificent
My poor abused Flash! I think that you need to come visit Auntie Connie for awhile. I don’t make you stay inside to bark. Oh no! I let you have the run of the lanai which overlooks the lake. Hee-Hee! There are lots of ducks, coots, moor hens, herons of all kinds, anhingas, turtles and fish. Add to that the birds, fish hawks, and eagles. Let’s don’t forget the frequent helicopters heading to the trauma center and, of course, the grass cutters, trimmers and edgers. Then, we head out front where there are dogs being walked by aliens who look like they are ready to take over the planet! They must be hunted down and destroyed! Much barking is needed! Oh yes! Auntie Connie has lots of kibble and treats AND you have your very own room with a comfy king size bed. So, when can we expect you? I am contacting your union rep on your behalf right now!
Love!
Auntie Connie
Flash is being intransigent right now. There’s a jogger outside and he can’t slow down long enough to type. LOL.
Be careful what you wish for. You may get an email one day. Um, Connie, Flash will be on Southwest Airlines Flight XXXX and is really looking forward to seeing Auntie Connie.
Do you KNOW how hard I’ve worked that poor dog to get his weight down? He got neutered and gained ten pounds. But I have to tell you, that he looks better now then when I first got him. I think he was downright skinny. Not now.
I know how hard it is to keep your pet’s weight down. Our golden retriever, Sarah, really got chubby too. I love doggies. I guess we’ll get another one someday before we’re ready for “The Home.”
I think you should get a poodle. They’re incredibly smart dogs, plus they have an attitude.
Oh now I know who took over ,,,I’ll just bet those were the thoughts of Flash the WONDERful Dog
He’s got you fooled, too. Sigh.
Flash, of course all repairmen are to be properly barked at—that is a given, but perhaps he should have petted you with respect and carried some treats for you in his pocket, I think your rep should suggest that you receive a couple frozen peanut butter kongs to sooth your hurt feelings.
You know, that does sound good, doesn’t it? He loves ice, but I can’t give him that because the vet says he could crack a tooth. (What very long teeth you have, sir.) But that peanut butter kong sounds good – no calories, right?
I’m with Sue, Flash! Peanut butter kongs should be a daily treat. If I don’t get my apple and peanut butter for lunch, I get really crabby and tend to bark and growl at people. I’ll send your rep a note to this effect.
Yep, you’re going to get Flash. I dare you to walk a couple of pounds off him.
I love to walk around the ‘hood. Unfortunately, we have a neighbor with what I call a little sh*t dog. Often when I go outside and the dog is there on the leash with the owner, she lets that “thing” yank at the leash and bark and snarl at me and does nothing. She just better hope the leash holds or there is going to be one less sh*t dog in the ‘hood. Now, don’t I sound like a lovely neighbor?
And I promise not to scream if you take to sleeping with your eye open
*eyes
And please tell your rep that when I went to correct my misspell, it told me “You are posting comments too quickly. Slow down.”
(I am rolling here)
I’ve never seen that remark. That is funny!
Too funny – did you keep checking Sweetpea last night?
No, but when I told Courtney about it, and how I spent almost an hour in bed rubbing Ceaser and telling them as they lay around different areas of the room how much I loved them, she said Emory and Ceaser were probably telling Sweetpea to play dead more often….HEEHEE!
A beautiful picture to go with my daily chuckle.
He is a pretty dog. Loud, but pretty.
LOL, you go Flash!
Z
You’re colluding with him, Zina!
UUUMMM I’m always for the underdog. It’s a curse.
LOL
Z