Just got back from Murdochs farm & ranch. First trip in was Isis' turn-#1 takes two trips into the store- one pup at a time... waiting sucks- Isis told me she got a pleasant comment about being a white shepherd which was flattering. (Isis isn't white, more of a 'biscuit', but I do think she has a bit of shepherd in her so OK)...well, second trip in #1 & I were rounding the Sorrel boots and we were accosted!
It pretty much went like this: A female around 40 or so approached us to say hello (normally OK)- well I am rather A.D.D. most the time in Murdock's- so knowing this #1 usually tells me to, "say hello" (which I, like the gentlesiber I am, do) and we move on. Anyway, she immediately started on this huge diatribe about 'wolf-dogs' and second and third generation huskies and how I must be a second generation because I was aloof and...really, for like 5 minutes about how I am probably a better guard dog than 'those third generation huskies' apparently her friend had a 3rd generation husky who wasn't a good watch-dog so she had to get rid of him...
at this point my poor little siber mind was about to pop. How many things can we count wrong about this?
Well #1 began to emit a high pitched whine & I suspected we better, "go ahead and split before the cops show up"
so I assumed control of the situation...
Anyways, that's the evening adventure. Silly humans....
RA
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