This is what happens every.single.day.
Nature and I are fighting a battle, and nature is winning. What was once a downy carpet of gentle grasses and baby wildflowers is now a jungle of aggressive, pokey, pants-ruining monster weeds that trounce my efforts to walk my dogs! Even when my dogs are right behind me, jostling with one another for space on the very narrow path we have managed to carve out on our thrice daily treks, I can’t see them. I am forever screaming at them to “GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW” only to discover they are standing 3 feet away, mystified by my temper tantrum and gossiping amongst themselves about how I’ve finally gone and lost it.
Is now totally overgrown, leaving only a space that reminds me suspiciously of my ex’s ‘beer hole’ in his freezer, before he moved somewhere with a frost-free fridge.
There’s only one solution.
Like good little foot soldiers, they did their best, but even the voracious appetite of dogs is no match for the jungle.
TWooie, of course, did not participate in the Group Chow Down.
Even when Piper tried to force him, he remained firm.
Unbelievably, two days after the Infamous Bird Eating Blog, we were out for our evening stroll and TWooie came whipping around the corner of the barn with *another* baby robin in his jaws. Even I was amazed at his good fortune. Until I learned his terrible secret … it was the same fledgling. It turns out TWooie will scarf down baby bunnies like they’re going out of style, but baby birds are a delicacy that must be saved, like expensive wine. So he did not, in fact, eat little robin lice breast that fateful day … he simply stashed it in some tall bushes, where he found it again two days later. I know this because I watched him store it carefully in another copse of wild grasses in the horse pasture, then beat the stuffing out of Dexter for trying to go have a poop in said pasture. Nor would he allow Tweed to go find his tennis ball.
That’s very wasteful, TWooie.
What a rebel.
So here’s Piper’s attempt at the same Standard 2 course as the one of Tweed I posted a couple of days ago. You will please notice the much more nicely executed front cross at the start, as well as the more stylish closing sequence off the dog walk, since Piper has a nice 2o/2o (as compared to Tweed’s always sketchy quick release contact, which is for the sake of his front feet). You’ll also notice that her weaves fall apart in trials for some reason, so we’re going back to the 2X2s to build on them again. If I could have trusted her to stay in her weaves, I would have been ahead of her enough that she would not have gotten a refusal at the jump. Oh well!
Incidentally, you guys watched so much of Tweed’s video that Yutube emailed me and asked if I wanted to be part of their revenue sharing program, where they put ads on the video. Ya’ll viewed it 698 times in 2 days! Wow.