Scared Dog and a Dead Chicken

Well, at approximately 4:17AM this morning Georgie crawled into Mommy and Daddy's bed after his first attempt at sleeping in his own bedroom. It was a valiant effort, but he missed an official 'night's sleep' by about 2 hours! Maybe tonight he'll get it right. Olive on the other hand slept through the night by herself in the spare bedroom and made a special point of flaunting the fact to Georgie this morning by jumping back on the futon a couple of times. Between her home country's (Puerto Rico) stunning defeat of the US Olympic Basketball team, and her brave night in the back room, she had every right to assume the role as Alpha Dog today. On a walk through the back woods tonight, in search of an old grown-over country road forgotten by the modern grids of the town, she took point when Tia noticed a strange mass of something at the base of a large tree. I neared the object with some hesitation and soon discovered it to be an old hen, savagely attacked and partially eaten, presumably by the red fox we've seen in the neighborhood (see below). Georgie had had just about enough by this point and was certain this was the work of none other than that band of wild gorillas that frequent his nightmares. Surely if they'd eat an old hen, they wouldn't hesitate to attack a chicken like him! He started pulling us home like a sled dog on speed!



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