Sunday, May 9, 2010

It Happened at the Homestead

The photo to your left shows what's left of a $9.00 rubber doggie frisbee!   The photo to the right is the suspected perpetrator of the wanton destruction of said frisbee.  SHE claims she had nothing to do with it.  Claims she was just walking thru the backyard & stumbled across the pieces of "something she couldn't identify".....claims that's why she was bringing me pieces of it.....hoping I could identify it. (Yeah, right!) 
My fault, I suppose.  I left the frisbee within her reach when I went to put the chickens up for the night.  I wasn't gone more than 20-30 mins.  I come back to PLAY FRISBEE, and WTF?  There ain't no frisbee, no mo'!!  As much as she absolutely LOVES to play frisbee, I am just amazed that she would shred it into confetti!  And this isn't the first one she has destroyed.  We're talking NUMBER THREE here.  After the first two demolitions, I got smarter & would not leave the frisbee in the yard, or anywhere she could reach it.  I had RELIGIOUSLY been bringing it into the house after each session.  I had no idea she would shred it in the length of time it took me to put the chickens to bed.  I TOLD her I would be right back & that we would play some more when I came back.  She was PO'd cause I wouldn't let her go to the barn with me, so this was simply a SPITE thing!  Guess she thought she'd make her displeasure known.  What she didn't realize is that NOW, there is no frisbee to throw!  She kept picking up the larger of the pieces, handing them to me, and then run out for the catch.  I couldn't make her understand that PIECES of frisbee do not sail in the air like a WHOLE FRISBEE!!

Well.....I have a new frisbee, still in the package....that I had as a "spare".  SHE doesn't know it yet.  I figure I'll make her think about what's she's done for a few days before I break out the new one.  And I'll be much more careful about where I lay the dang thing when I go to the barn, cause NOW, I can't afford to replace it!!  Grr-r-r-r!!