Termite Raven

A co-worker asked me about my new perfume today. I told her it was a citrusy blend and I didn’t remember the name. She said it reminded her of summer. Probably that would be the mosquito repellant candles she has in her back yard.

I am trying to get Raven into an agility class, but no one’s answered the e-mail or phone message I left at the dog obedience school. I wonder if they’ve heard of Raven. Or moreso, heard Raven. If she gets a spot in that class, I’m doomed. A person and their dog cannot possibly make it through an agility class without bonding.

Meanwhile, Raven stood on two lawn chairs tonight. No other dog has ever had the gumption to jump onto one of my plastic lawn chairs, yet with a ball in her mouth. Raven sees two chairs together, and jumps on one, then puts front feet on the one next to it, so she can oversee her subjects. (She doesn’t know yet that queenly job is already taken.) Raven’s definitely got agility Dobie written all over her. What a gem!

Look what she did tonight to the arm of my futon. She accomplished all this right in front of the eyes in the back of my head! I’m still waiting for the onslaught of adoption applications on her.

Termite Raven’s Handiwork

About Helen

I'm a Southern California living in South Florida. I've been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I'm a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don't understand. So I'm an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.
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