I'm happy to report that the little murderess while I was on holiday, got two field mice, and I understand consumed them. Otherwise, was good as gold. At least till my first night back. While sitting in the back garden one night, I saw something of considerable size walking the garden, but before I could start rounding her up, Sophia saw it and was off after it. I got to her with the fear of my voice, and thank heavens...it was a juvenile possum and it was playing dead on it's side. Once in the house I went back out and it was gone. Whew. They really do play dead. But she did get a new toy from Provincetown to keep her occupied. She takes it everywhere so far till she tires of it.
And lately she has been napping very un-lady like.
I'm not sure where she learns laying spread eagled.
Obviously she thinks she's a Timber Wolf. Jx
ReplyDeletePS We've all see you in that pose, sweetie!
She’s so adorable and so vicious. I love that. And no doubt where she learned that pose. Is that possibly where she learned to be so adorable and so vicious, too?
ReplyDeleteOh, cut but psycho?
ReplyDeleteSounds familiar….🤣
XOXO
Très mignon, innocent pas si innocent :)
ReplyDeleteLe comportement de ton doggie me rappelle celui de mon terrier, Jack.
-Beau Mec à Deauville
Sophie is precious, a darling. I am glad that she hunts in your garden. She is fearless. Bravo for Sophie, the hunting dog.
ReplyDeleteAnd there she is ... with the nerves to look all innocent like, "You're accusing me of what?"
ReplyDeleteIt's always the cute, innocent ones who are the terrorists!
ReplyDeleteOh, Sophie, how could you? Sounds like an enclosed dog run or a muzzle could be in your future...
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