Dottie- part Jack Russell, part sloth
The cuddly critter before your eyes has a split personality. Typically more of a lounge puppy, sleeping away the hours like she has a chronic case of spaghetti limbs, Dottie transforms into a beast when she discovers other creatures in her territory. I have cried as she has plucked birds from the air and yelled to squirrels to RUN faster. My eyes have witnessed her devour garden snakes, within seconds disappearing down her gullet, soon to be seen again almost intact in her stool. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Nothing she has done has been quite as traumatizing as the day of the Opossum Incident.
Temporarily missing my visual cortex, I did not notice the deck’s gate was open. Leashing Dottie during a potty trip was necessary since part of the yard’s fence was down. I had been conned by my sneaky pooch. The fur ball had barked me awake & jumped off the bed, which was not on her typical to-do list. Of course I believed she needed to empty her bowel. Negative! Dottie was faking me out because she knew that smelly marsupial was close by. Dashing away with the speed of a thoroughbred racehorse, that 15 pound canine left me momentarily paralyzed. Unable to properly process this unfortunate turn of events, I stood there until my noodle caught up. The sleep-fog dissipated, I ran after her and it began to flippin’ rain.