Wednesday, May 11, 2011
The Great Hunter
It must be in her nature, that's all I can say because I can assure you she has not received any "in house" training that I know about. I'm talking about Ellie. Yesterday, I'm working away and I realize that there is total silence in my office. As, in 'not a creature is stirring' silence. Given, it is not nap time, this can only mean one of two things, Ellie is no longer in the room or she is up to something no good. The former will require a quick search of the house to see where she is doing the later. I assume the worse and turn around to see how much damage she has done to what.
She is proudly sitting there, (when she sits "up" she is all of 12 inches tall) with the carcass of what looks like one of her toys proudly displayed in front of her. Now, when I say carcass, I mean, I have to pick it up to identify exactly what I am looking at. And, yes, it
is was her stuffed rhino, rest his soul. His back is ripped open, his head dangles to the side, as fluffy stuffing hangs out of various places. But the thing she is most proud of is the squeaker that lays on the floor beside her trophy. She has killed the beast and dug the illusive squeaker out of his chest. This is the goal of most terriers I am convinced. Like the prize in a box of Cracker Jacks. 'I know it's there and neither rain nor snow nor dark of night will keep me from it.'
As I reach to pick up the 'Grand Prize', she immediately puts it in her mouth and high tails it out of the room with me in pursuit, leaving the remains of the rhino. It is all I can do to wrestle the small round piece of plastic from her jaws. And, when I do, it is clear, not only have I hurt her feelings, I have issued a death sentence on some unsuspecting dog toy. It is just a matter of time.
Finally, I understand the market for the toy "skins" they sell at the pet shops. I thought it odd to buy a dog toy without stuffing and a squeaker. That must be the politically correct way these days. I'm afraid that wouldn't go over so well here. The hunt and the kill is what it is all about. After all, what good is a skin with a friendly face on it?