Scary Cats and Fraidy Dogs

Welcome back to the neighborhood.     Now I’m an East Coast boy,born and raised in Maryland.  My name is Dax and I cheer for the Ravens.  Sorry boys,you almost made it to the Super Bowl.  I’m a Rottweiler and I used to live with a nice,but very reclusive old man.  When he died,myMom and 3BusyBob took me in.  I was all settled in and then we took a really long car ride and I found myself in a place called Arizona.  Whoa!..Totally different than life in Maryland.  Back there we only had to deal with pesky squirrels,herds of deer,and a fox who overstayed his welcome (see my previous post).

Here in Arizona we have critters of a different kind.  Besides being Brewmaster, I have a responsibility to guard and protect Muggsy and Casey whenever they go outside.  Being little,they are afraid to venture very far into the yard on our nightly potty runs.  Scary cats are out there,known as bobcats (no relation to 3BusyBob) and mountain lions.  Usually,they shop at the Rabbit Mart for their weekly specials but they still like to come around and see if our yard has anything to offer.  They leave their ‘business’ cards as if they think we’re having a drawing for a free lunch or something… just more work for myMom to clean up.

The ones to watch out for,as my friend Starky calls them,are loco en la cabeza.  I don’t speak Spanish but I think I get the idea.  Here’s one of them locos in the video below.  I’m not looking forward to meeting  ’em but I will go into full throttle Rottweiler “Get outta my yod” mode if I have to.  Yeah,you know I’m earnin’ my Bowser Beers!

Next time,we’ll talk about the coyotes.

Yours Drooly,

Dax