Week 3 December 2015

Myself got so surprised I almost pottied on me. It happened when Mommy opened the back door, like she always does, and I went down the steps, like I always do. My head was busy thinking about which way I wanted to walk when I froze where I stood. Right there in my yard was a huge giant dog with blinking lights all over himself — and he was staring at me! I stared back then, with my tail swishing and my legs stiff, I made my paws go forward toward him real slow-like as I barked so big, all of me shook. Mommy told me everything was okay ‘cause that wasn’t a real dog, it was a Christmas decoration. Myself didn’t care who he was. He wasn’t supposed to be in my yard anywhere near my Mommy. I change from sweet to scary-bad when it comes to protecting her so I rolled back my lip and showed him my teeth. I meant to growl, too, but my snarl came out a burp. That’s when Mommy picked me up, making happy sounds. Myself didn’t know why she was laughing but I did know I scared that guy plenty bad ‘cause, as Mommy carried me in the house, that dog stayed where he was and didn’t move even one little bit.