Booker got wind (with his hound-dog nose) of a rumour about his less than manly behavior during recent fireworks and thunderstorms.
This morning, he hit the dog park with something to prove.
It took less than 5 minutes for him to determine that a raccoon was up a tree. He then opted to spend his park-hour aggressively trying to dismantle the banyan, climb it, or get someone to SHOOT the 'coon.
H-Mom gave up trying to coax him away from the tree. "If that's how he opts to spend his time at the dog park, let him at it," she said.
"At least it's good cardio," a friend observed.
After an hour, he had to be snapped into his prong collar and led away, howling, from the park. His frustration was tangible.
Booker was so wiped out, he couldn't even stand for the car ride home. The photo is blurry because he was panting heavily.
Please, don't infer that Booker is a coward, or less-than-worthy hunting partner.
At least not within earshot ...
4 comments:
G'day Booker
See if you can get it next time you go back there! ;-)
Cheers
Charlie
You looked very tough and manly there! I'm sure you scared the coon. Maybe it will be there tomorrow and you can get more cardio. Certainly easy on H-mom that way.
love & wags,
River
Hi ya Booker!
Gabe and I love your blog and reading about your adventures. No way would we think you were a coward. Just look at how you attacked the tree! I bet that vermin was shakin' in the limbs of the tree.
Looking forward to reading more of your adventures.
Woofs and slobbers from your Newfie pals,
'Bella and Gabe
Woof Booker
You're our kind of dog. Go get them coons. Hey thanks for stopping by Life Inside The Fence, we like the company. If you're ever in Arizona, stop by. We don't have any racoons but we have really big jackrabbits to chase. Oh, yes Mom did scream at Toby's present. It was great.
Woof, woof
Desert Pups
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