Saturday, August 8, 2009

Louie and The Lab


From in between the pickets Louie could see the real dogs that lived in the big yard. Louie thinks how wise it was for the people to have built a barrier between him and what would have been his victims. House dogs are different from yard dogs. It's like Goofy and Pluto. Goofy walks,talks,drives a car, he's as close to human as possible. Pluto, on the other hand, is not only a dog but he's Goofy's dog. Thus being the case of the house dogs and the yard dogs. Louie scans the yard for his next prey. There's the big white lab named Ditto, although his head is larger than Louie's entire body, he's just too stupid to pick on. Louie needed a more worthy opponent then the young Ditto. Then he spots Hunter, the old black lab with one eye. A battle wound Louie suspects, he just hates he wasn't the one who inflicted it. Lazily Hunter stretches out in a freshly dug hole on the other side of the fence. When out of nowhere, blind sided on his blind side, Louie strikes. "Your mama's a hunting dog!" Louie yelps,and with barking and gnashing of teeth from the outside of the fence, it was on. Up and down the fence they go. By now Louie's posse has joined him, for if there's one thing the house dogs agree on it's that they hate the yard dogs. "You run like a cat", "You're gun shy", "You couldn't retrieve a duck if it fell in a bucket of water". The house dogs were relentless and brutal. Hunter finally tires and retreats to the lake in the backyard to cool down. Louie looks at his comrades in arms and yelps "last one to the a/c vent is a bird dog", off they go to the house with the luxuries known only to the elite house dogs. Later, as Louie lies curled up in his little bed in the kitchen, he thinks it's a tough job but someone has to do it!












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