Tuesday, October 11, 2016

A funny thing happened...

Last night, during our walkie, we got to the isolated area around the high school and junior high where I let Max off the leash to chase squirrels. There are medium sized ornamental shade trees all over the place, and Mr. Squirrel picked the wrong one. It has a low fork on the trunk about 4 feet up.


I'm yelling at Max to get down, he can't climb trees, he's going to get stuck, and a number of other Mommy-isms. And as these things go, he ignored me. You see, Mr. S was about 8 ft above him on the upper fork chattering smack at him. Squirrels, rats with fluffy tails and good PR. I'm telling him he can't climb trees and I'm pretty sure SquirrelButt said, "Better listen to your momma, boy, you're in over your head. Run on home, nice doggy..." And that was all she wrote.


It took him all of 10 seconds to get to where Mr. SquirrelShit was. Unfortunately, it took the squirrel 8 seconds to jump to the junior high roof and skedaddle. After dropping a large load of rodent nuggets on the branch. Max took his time, looking around, getting the feel of things, before I coaxed him down low enough for him to make the leap of faith into my arms. He snuggled for about 3 seconds and then squirmed to get down. And all that happened without me having a camera or my phone with me.

Fortunately, he did it again tonight. Just for fun. Just because he's SuperMax.






14 comments:

bayouwulf said...

Dogs are the best antidepressant. You have a good one.

JeremyR said...

I remember a friend stopping by when my cat had kittens. They wer about six weeks old and out on the side porch. My friend had his dog along, and the window was down. In a flash, his dog was out and running toward those kittens.
Momma cat ran right after the dog, and I vaguely remember my friend screaming that his dog would kill her.
Well, by the time we got around the house, the action was over. His dog was eight feet up a tree in a fork, my cat was sitting on a cut branch about three feet below, and the kittens were still playing on the steps like nothing had happened.
His dog was bleeding from several deep scratches and bite wounds. Several weeks later he was moaning and groaning about not getting any action.
I taunted him about needing pussy and promised him I'd get him some.
The next night I delivered one of those kittens, which he kept. His dog hid under the bed after that.

Granny said...

Priceless. Max is a very handsome fella. He will of course keep doing this now.

pdwalker said...

That's funny.

susan said...

That last pose is MAGNIFICENT.

hiswiserangel said...

No, Susan, it's MAX-nificent!

Kim Harrison said...

That last shot is the best EVA!!!!

My wire hair terrier actually caught the squirrel that had been tormenting her all summer. Luckily I got it from her before her became a tasty treat!

Anonymous said...

Great dog!

wirecutter said...

That dog is the biggest small dog I've ever met.

Anonymous said...

Max suffers so much from lack of confidence......


vaquero viejo

hiswiserangel said...

Wirecutter, I dare you to call him small to his furry little face. ;-)

VV, Max is the most humble pup ever. He'd be the first to tell you so.

Anonymous said...

he will have you believing other things, too, Wise Angel One....



vaquero viejo

wirecutter said...

You might want to consider snapping a parachute to his harness.

hiswiserangel said...

I was thinking of teaching him to rappel.