“How DARE You Try to Steal my Bone!” – Part 2

This is the Second part of the story.  Read yesterday’s post to read it from beginning to end.

I gave the harshest and ugliest yell I could muster, but the cowardly female (as I already knew she was) gave a guilty jump as soon as she saw me.  It was a good thing for her interest she ran too fast for me to get my hands on her, or rather, my foot.  Pippin was slightly shaken, but not too much to pick up his hard won bone and carry it back on the porch.  He was smart enough to realize that I wasn’t yelling at him, and when I actually praised him for baring his teeth at someone, well, that was the icing on the cake!  However, he was content to just lay back down and chew on his battle trophy- for a while, that is.  With this new found power of chasing bigger dogs than himself away, Pippin got a little too big for his britches.  He would chew warily on his bone, and when he saw any dog that looked at him sideways, up he jumped and barked and barked and barked.  I watched him- I swear, that dog was bragging!  He would lift his head and arch his neck proudly, tail wagging majestically (and in a pleased manner) as he barked.  Sure enough, even the other dogs who had seen the performance (and the bone) kept their distance.  My, but he was pleased!

You may think that’s all there is to the story, and it might be if I were writing about a different dog.  But, Pippin is a very vindictive creature, he does not forget offenses, nor does he forgive easily.  That punk dog tried to steal “His Precious”, and ‘lil Pip wasn’t going to let her get away with trying and not have consequences.

A while ago, we had to throw out Pippin’s big bone.  He had gnawed all the good stuff off of it by that time, and it was just sitting on our porch, ignored by everyone, including Pippin by now, or so we thought.

Just a few days ago, I observed Pippin carry a funny looking bone on the porch.  I say funny, because it looked fake, whereas all the bones of the cow looked- rocket science here -real.  I was the only one who had given Pippin anything lately, and anyway, a bone like that has to be purchased, and we haven’t bought a fake bone in ages, not since we moved.  And here’s another funny thing:  Although you (and me) would think that a dog steals to satisfy a desire such as hunger, Pippin didn’t even chew on the bone.  He just left it on display on the porch, and only sometimes nibbled at it.  With all these funny things combined, we came up with one answer:  Pippin thinks that dog stole “His Precious”, and as a punishment, he carried away one of her own bones.  Since she comes into our yard constantly, it would be very likely that she left one of her things in Pippin’s space, and what better way to take back what is yours?

Tagged as: bone, dog, humor, Meat, pets, Pip, Pippin, revenge, Steal