The other day, I asked a friend why I loved my new dog so much.
She said she thought that it was just transference of my love for the two dogs I had lost recently.
She is probably right.
But today I have a new reason to put my new precious pup on a pedestal.
My new dog is a gardening star: She, Moondoggie, killed a gopher.
My husband, my dog, and I decided to brave the downpour and take a walk. I didn’t take a camera because it truly was a downpour. It was so wet that as we strolled through an open field we could see the little rodent holes filling up, some were bubbling as the air inside was being replaced with water.
This particular element of the rainstorm was not good for little ground dwelling creatures. We moved our eyes from the little bubbling burrows to our dog romping through the deluge. She was running with joy as usual, when all of a sudden her ears perked forward she leapt into the air and pounced.
She snatched something up with her mouth, flipped it backwards and then shook it like a small rag doll. Whatever it was appeared to bite her in the mouth because she dropped it and wiped her mouth on her leg and then on the ground. She snapped at the object and stepped away from it again. I thought for a moment that she’d been bitten by a snake, so I ran toward her.
But when I made it to her side, she was already trying to consume her rodent plunder. I stopped and gave her much praise and accolades and steered her away from her snack.
My Moondoggie is a garden superhero.
I look at this gopher as the first of many. All I have to do is get her to terminate all the furry little fiends in my garden.
I have high hopes.
But now I have to go because Caddyshack is on.
Way to go Moondoggie!
Posted by: Meryl | February 18, 2009 at 06:35 PM
Moondoggie sounds like a better gopher exterminator than Bill Murray!
Posted by: Bob's Pet Supplies | February 19, 2009 at 06:58 PM