Old Buck The Collie-View From A Dog's Life-April 30, 2013

Well, my Alpha Male slept in late this morning. He usually is up before the sun but he lay around in the old farm house like one of them wrinkled up old blood hounds, or something. Huh, and after I been up all night keeping watch, not asking for nothing, and he comes out, late, shoot, the sun was almost over the creek trees, and he brings a couple of them dry biscuits he brings out to the porch of a morning, expecting me to dance around and be so excited...dang things taste like a piece of dried possum hide...'cept the possum hide at least has a little meat on it. Don't know why he couldn't have brought out one of them pork chops, again, after they got through eatin' em last night. Well, sure, last time they gave me a left over pork chop bone I kinda got it hung in the back of my mouth...but, the Mama Female just reached in and pulled it out...come to think of it, I never did get to finish that one...hmmmm, can't remember where I buried it.

Ain't nothing stirring around much this morning that I like to chase...well, yeah, I see them dang squirrels coming down out of the big ol' sycamore, but, what'ya think, I'm one of them yapping squirrel dogs? Not me, I'm after bigger stuff...kinda like to see one of them big cats with the long teeth hanging out of the edge of their mouths...or one of them hairy looking elephants, like I see on the National Geographic Channel through the front window when the Alpha Male and the Mama Female are watching...shoot, I would tear them up so bad...I'll tell ya, they better never try to come in this yard, nosireebob, uh huh....I am a big game dog, or nothing.

My old joints are achin' this morning. Chasing them deers and keeping the horses in line is about to wear me out. Wonder if this is what they call "getting old?". Shoot, I figure I'm only about 12 maybe 13 now...not sure what that adds up to in dog years. Guess that's why it feels so good to lay here at the Alpha Male's feet of a morning, as he's pecking away at that thing on his lap. Feels pretty good when he reaches down and scratches me behind the ears...yeah, uh huh...ohhhhh, that's nice...maybe I can just close my eyes and doze offfffff....mmmmmmmmm.

Old Buck The Collie has temporarily gone on hold.