Family Appreciation......Homeland Security

Mr. Wuggles
Family Pet
Sentinel of the homestead

I know it's been a while folkses.

Since both of my sons are now in school, I am able to come and go when I need to unencumbered. I have been doing quite a bit of cleaning, meditating, volunteering at a co-op that I am an owner/member of and getting my hours in for the Master Gardener Program. I really have not been around as much as I have been during the early summer. Needless to say, coupled with some new riff-raff in the area I have had to let them know that they will be bitten...even in the day time. Unfortunately, that also means I have had to read my own meters and call the utility companies with the numbers.

Meet the little talked about but well known in the neighborhood member of my family, Mr. Wuggles. He was rescued as a 5 week old puppy a little over 3 years ago and has been very well worth his weight in dog food, large cow femur bones and dogie treats. he is 90 lbs of fur, paws and teeth and has become well acquainted with animal control and code enforcement...since same riff-raff really do not like the prospect of possibly being bitten even for provoking him and decide to anonymously call said agencies. But, since he is licensed , has current shots, and is in a completely fenced in and gated area there is not a whole lot of anything one can do.

Mr Wuggles
in his ambush position

There is nothing like hearing "holy shit!!!" screamed at two in the morning as the drunken pub crawlers decide to loiter a bit too long outside the fence line (I guess to catch their breath from lurching about or trying to decide if my tree is a great place to pee on) when Mr Wuggles (who blends in quite wonderfully with the dark shadows) decides to spring up on them with a very loud series of barks at the same time that he charges the fence. They move along quite quickly and the tree remains dry and urine free..

Sometimes he looks as if he is dead and lets you get close enough to jump up and charge you (water meter person got that surprise).

Anyway you look at it, he is a contributing member to the family homestead.

Now if I can only get him to pull a sled in the winter...we'll see....

Until next time may all your gardening adventures be fruitful ones!