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Blade · 02-07-2011, 07:20 PM

yesterday while working on Blaze's dog pen, Skippy followed me down there. He came running down there with his 8 pound chest bowed out and ran right up to Blaze's pen growling at Blaze. LOL yeah.. I went to the front and said what are you doin? Get your little butt back up that hill, go on! So he runs up the hill. Dang fool dog...Blaze could eat him in one bite and burp. But ole Skippy doesn't know he's only 7 or 8 pound he thinks he's 100 pounds.

THEN

I get back in the pasture to work on the pen. All of a sudden I hear Skippy yap yap yapping and I look up and his 6 inch tall self is running fast as he can, kickin up leaves and rocks as he goes. Running toward the property line fence...there is a dirt road there. Barking to the top of his lungs....I look up and one of my neighbors is coming home from his afternoon walk....shakin my head I yell at Skip to get on the porch....I swear the little fart, as Sweet calls him, as he has matured he thinks he is 10' tall and bullet proof. It just cracks me up to see him acting like such a big shot.

02-07-2011, 07:20 PM	#374
Blade Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: TG Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: once in a while someone amazing comes along...and here I am! Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Down on the farm Posts: 5,501 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,855 Thanked 14,415 Times in 4,058 Posts Rep Power: 21474857	yesterday while working on Blaze's dog pen, Skippy followed me down there. He came running down there with his 8 pound chest bowed out and ran right up to Blaze's pen growling at Blaze. LOL yeah.. I went to the front and said what are you doin? Get your little butt back up that hill, go on! So he runs up the hill. Dang fool dog...Blaze could eat him in one bite and burp. But ole Skippy doesn't know he's only 7 or 8 pound he thinks he's 100 pounds. THEN I get back in the pasture to work on the pen. All of a sudden I hear Skippy yap yap yapping and I look up and his 6 inch tall self is running fast as he can, kickin up leaves and rocks as he goes. Running toward the property line fence...there is a dirt road there. Barking to the top of his lungs....I look up and one of my neighbors is coming home from his afternoon walk....shakin my head I yell at Skip to get on the porch....I swear the little fart, as Sweet calls him, as he has matured he thinks he is 10' tall and bullet proof. It just cracks me up to see him acting like such a big shot. __________________ Yeah so what if I'm triple dipped in awesome sauce? The best way to predict the future, is to create it.