After our walk around the track, when we come down to the river,
to socialise with the other dogs,
I usually sit here.
And yes, I can jump up by myself.
I sit here to stay away from those crazy dogs.
Especially, Dui! He loves to attack me. He's like the Black Knight in Python's Holy Grail. He never gives up. He's like a blowfly, always in every dogs' faces. Dui is naughty and always finding something disgusting to eat.
At home, he rips out plants, de-stuffs stuffies. AND steals food. The other day, he tried to get two beef knuckle bones in his mouth.....one being MINE! He grabs all the treats if they fall on the floor.
And he squeaks LOUDLY when he wants something. (SHE thinks he may be a castrato now, though we're hoping his voice may deepen.) He wakes us up at 5 a.m. ready for action. So far, he can't jump, so I can get away from him. No one asked me if I wanted a brother..... He is good company when we're on cat patrol, though. Mischief, thy name is Macdui.