Happy Ground Hog Day

This is a loooooong post so be prepared.....

Oh my gosh…oh my gosh, I haves been waiting fur like evers to tells ya’ll what happened yesterday.I mean like all day and all night...I couldn't even sleep last night. It was da best of my life. Ya'lls gonna be so prouds of me. Okays, I’m calmish nows so I’ll start. Well yesterday while Mr. Dad was cutting grass at some of his property, mum and Abigail went to Mimi and Papa’s and lefts me and Whitney in da house and left Brudder Albert outside by accident ( no biggie cuz they was just gonna be gone briefly). So when mum and Abigail gots home and gots out of da car they heard Brudder barking and carrying on. Mum knew right off sumptin was up by Brudder’s bark. You know hows we doggies haves a different bark fur certain things? Well that’s how it was and mum knew it (hers can be purty smart sometimes). So mum looked in da backyard and spotted Brudder down at da corner of da fence, he had sumptin cornered . Wells then mum and Abigail went through da backyard to see what Brudder was yapping bout. So mum is walking and walking and bouts right here…

Right heres at this grassy spot.

Her sees some sort of beast and throws her pocketbook down and takes off like a crazy lady…hehehehe! Howevers, her did haves her camera and kept holding on to it. Now that’s just paaaa-thetic if you asks me. Luckily hers did  manage to snap a picture of it fur proof. Lookie at this….

 
 

 
 
 

  Doofus Brudder being called off.

 
It was a freaking ground hog in MY yard. Mum was calm and collected at this here point cuz her can just call Brudder off and no big deal. Okays now here is da best part, MY girl accidently let me and Whitney outta da house…Thank You Girl of Mine. Alls I can say bout that is our instincts kicked in and mum dropped da camera in da process. Imagine three doxies and a ground hog…pure bliss.


I gonna tries to takes ya’ll step by step from heres. Okays, so girl lets us out…then we shoot outta house likes canon balls at a circus, withs my girl following. By da time mum any sort of scream out we alls three was trying to get at that beast of a hog.I seriously wish ya’ll coulds haves see mum screaming and stomping those feetsies, yelling out bad words, really acting likes a total moron…he he he, but it was priiiiceless. Did I mention that ground hog was slinging his spit everwhere too and chattering his teefies? Yep, he sure was. Now wheres was I ? Oh okays, So me and Whitney gets down theres to save Brudder and with full force we wents afters him. But Whitney kinda gots theres furst and I’m all like “You betters giddy up on ouuta heres girl” and she nevers looked at me, just completely ignored me…huuuumph! I heard mum in da background yelling to Abigail to call Mr. Dad on da cell phone fur him to gets his booty home…ring ring ring, no answer. And befores I knew, I was on top of that ground hog.
Unfortunately mum grabbed two wooden stakes and crossed them to block off Mr. Ground Hog from us. We did manage to get in some bites and stuffs on da sides of da stakes though. Oh my, it was so exhilarating. But mum was finding it way difficult to hold da stakes, watch Abigail, watch da ground hog, and watch us three. And two, Brudder was stonger than her evers thought and he kept breaking mum’s stake position causing him to make contact with da varmint. Soooo, mum started freaking out and hyperventilating and stuffs and yelling mores (like that was gonna do any good). Well, low and behold da Neighbors I always talks bad about heard mum’s panic screams and came running down da side of da fence to helps her. Shocker, huh? Anyways, mum was able to grab ME and hand me off to my girl so mum could grab Brudder and Whitney and we immediately got taken in da house. I was so mad fur having to go in cuz I was having so much fun. Yep, then Mr. Neighbor came in da fence and got that ground hog. I was kinda disappointed in that though. I wish ya’ll coulda seen me in action, with a left hook here and left hook theres. Ya’ll I was so prouds of myself, actually we all was proud and we was ALL strutting our stuffs when we got inside. Oh and we all had Ground hog spit all overs us..he he he! I think I need a nap nows from that long and exhausting post.

Note from Mum: I had come and make sure Puddles was telling the truth in her post. I think she did a pretty good job this time except for the part about me looking like a crazy lady and Albert needing her assistance. Okay, well maybe the part about me looking crazy was partly true. However, in my defense it was horrible to see what was taking place before my eyes. I was scared to death for my dogs, the ground hog. And I was not about to let my daughter witness some bloody battle between my dogs and a ground hog.  I was also concerned the dogs might turn on each other in their pursuit.

I also want to add that as sick and demented as it sounds, it was interesting to watch them, watch them do what they were historically bred to do, kind of. Watching them move was like something straight out of a book about Dachshunds. At the time I was more afraid for Puddles (please don’t tell her I said that though) because of her size. However, I can honestly say that once again, she proved me wrong (she has a tendency to do that). She never backed down from that ground hog and even has a wound to prove it too. I was afraid for Whitney as well since she is the newest member of the pack and don’t know her as well as I know Albert and Puddles. But Whitney did an exemplary job of displaying her doxie qualities. I was never really concerned for Albert as I have seen what he is capable of and have seen him in action before.

THE END....finally!

Peace Out,

Puddles