Here is how my evening went here in Germany between 10:45pm and 11:30pm. Bear in mind that my son is at work so I am taking care of the dogs... Rian has two German Shepherds ages 10 months and 4 years. Devon just got neutered this morning so I am babying him. I had just let both dogs out a couple of hours ago and they did both potties. Maverick was bawling and bawling wanting to go outside. So I decide he must really need to go again and I take him out. We just cross the sidewalk when he sees a rabbit. He bolts out of my grip, stops for a second as I run to catch him and then takes off like a shot. I am running after him at 10:30 at night yelling stop Rupert. Come Rupert. BTW, that is the name that Rian now calls him. He doesnt respond to Maverick anymore. He is so fast and now so far gone I can no longer see him. So here I am running around the post whistling and yelling Rupert, trying not to disturb anyone because it is 10:30 at night. I finally decide I am calling Rian at work, he is an MP, so this is an emergency, right? And I walk back home. It is windy, pitch black and freezing outside. I get home and there is Rupert peeing on the patch of grass in front of the building. So I am, yaaaay, hello Rupert. I go to get his leash and he takes off like a shot again back toward the fence. I chase him some more looking like a crazy old lady running around yelling Rupert. People probably thought I was some kind of old senile lunatic with my witch hair blowing in the wind. Now I am really getting mad, so I stomp back home to call Rian. I open the stairwell door and Rupert comes running into the stairwell from around the corner. Let me tell you....Rian is so lucky I love him and that Rupert is his dog because even though Rupert is so cute he is officially a Jackass!
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 22:55:19 +0000
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