Boo – Great Pyrenees – Ranch Guardian & Guest Author

November, 9, 2018

Hello friends and fans, Boo here, your roving Great Pyr guest blogger and today I am coming to you from the Dog House both literally and figuratively. 

My being here is just a huge misunderstanding and I hope to set the record straight and get freed from this unjust incarceration. 

It all began a few nights ago… 

It was my turn to be out on patrol, which I take very seriously, unlike my sire, Adam, who is a big goober and thinks all he has to do is bark a little, pee on a few fence posts, and go back to sleep. Because he is so danged lazy, it makes more work for me.

I mean seriously, does this look like a dog who would scare off coyotes?

I spent the night wandering here and there, looking for signs of predators, all the while barking, and marking my territory, which are two of the main tools in a Great Pyr’s arsenal .

At daybreak, I was up on top of my favorite observation point, the giant earth hill, surveying my property.  This was when the misunderstanding began.

The Boss Lady came to the back door and started calling me to come in and eat.  Well, I wasn’t ready to do that, and as she well knows, Great Pyrs do what they want to do until they are darned well good and ready to do what you ask them to do…and thus, the misunderstanding that lead to my banishment to the Dog House.

In my own defense, I do want to mention that several days ago, I heard the Boss Lady calling me FAT…Can you imagine that…how incredibly RUDE!!!

For the record, I am just fluffy, but since she called me FAT, I decided to stay out a little longer and get some more exercise, but noooo, she wanted me to come in and eat.  So which is it?  If I am fat, why should I rush in to eat.  Humans just make no sense at all…sigh…

Until next time, Happy Trails!

Boo