Mom has called me a stalker and Bailey says that is not a complimentary term. However, I am a sentry. It is my job to patrol the wall. On the other side of the wall is a friend I never get to play with, but we do meet nose to nose from time to time. We share information about the state of the neighborhood. One time I was very surprised when a beagle head popped almost completely out from under the fence. I learned the beagle was just visiting.
Mom has been using treats to train me to stay away from the fence. She does not want to create problems with the neighbors who so far have not been interested in a play date. I love my treats, but it is so hard to resist checking on my friend.
So just to clear the record I am not a stalker, no matter what Mom says.
Sentry sounds like a very distinguished role to play at the manor. I'm sure you are doing an outstanding job.
ReplyDeleteCute story. I guess my dog is a sentry too because she is constantly at the fence talking with our neighbor's dog.
ReplyDeletewe dont have a fence out here in the country. no neighbors to meet. mumma did have to train us no to leave the yard or we would get lost in the corn. we also live on a road with lots of cars all day long so we are not allowed to go near the street. we have lots and lots of grass to run in so we have fun. we used to live in a neighborhood with mumma and our old daddy. we could see through our fence though and we had dogs come and go. they were nice and would run along side us on the other side of the fence when we played in our own yard. when the mean dog, zues moved in, mumma and our old daddy put up an electric fence line next to the chain link so we would not get to close because zues was a digger and mumma did not want him coming in to our yard.
ReplyDeletei am sorry you can't meet your neighbor. maybe it is for the best and you have a good role in your house. be proud of that!
~Cain and Casey
Someone has to do da fence patrol duty - you never know what could be lurking on the other side.
ReplyDeleteIf our fence had a big hole to look through, I would LOVE it! You're so lucky you can sorta see what's on the other side. ;)
ReplyDeleteWoofs and hugs,
~Bailey (Yep, I'm a girl!)
Hi Y'all!
ReplyDeleteTell your mom if you were human, you and the neighbor would be gossiping over the top of the fence. You and your friend are too short to do that, so y'all meet at the bottom of the fence.
Y'all come by now,
Hawk aka BrownDog
Katy, it is Dakota here, my brother Cody made me come and see this post because that is EXACTLY what I do at the inside door of our condo. I do that when I am waiting for the Chihuahua across the hall to appear.
ReplyDeleteYou know us Shelties, we are ALWAYS working...that's just the way we are. We are 24 hr security!
Good job my friend!
Love, Dakota
Dakota you are my Sheltie in shining armor. You understand. It is our job. Thank you so much.
ReplyDelete-Katy