There should be a law against kittens on TV

[DockShootinJack]

As a closed my eyes for a rare afternoon nap. The German Shepherd rounds the corner into the living room at warp speed, lets out her throatiest of barks that echoed in my sleep rattled head. All because she heard the music of a commercial that she knew had a kitten on it. Guess I needed to be up to go get ice for drinks and fish tonight. She enjoyed her short trip

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[Grumpa]

Is that a brindle pug? Your German shepherd was just doing her job

[DockShootinJack]

Yes she is. He is brindle. He is supposed to be a French Bulldog. Nobody knows for sure what he is. 45 lbs of mischief and can do attitude. That German Shepherd being 6 months older made it her job to mother him. Athletic enough to leap onto the counter at Lowes frombthe sitting positon. We don't know what he but we love hos spoiled little butt

[Barnacle Bill]

That is one pretty shepherd

[DockShootinJack]

That is one pretty shepherd

And she knows it.

Her biggest asset is smarts. She will figure out a way to get you to do what she wants you to do. It is only after you start to do it that you realize you have been played. If the Bulldog is in the spot she wants. She goes and gets a tennis ball. Dribbles the ball up to you. Stands there dancing waiting on you to throw it. Runs after it until she hears him get up. Turns around and gets the spot she wants. If he is chewing on an antler. She brings a toy and plays with it until he has to have it. Soon as he goes after ahe takes his antler and hides it. Once a week we scour the house for hidden antlers. I believe she was the runt of the litter. She is on the small side for a Shep. She made up for it in smarts.

[DockShootinJack]

That is one pretty shepherd

And she knows it.

Her biggest asset is smarts. She will figure out a way to get you to do what she wants you to do. It is only after you start to do it that you realize you have been played. If the Bulldog is in the spot she wants. She goes and gets a tennis ball. Dribbles the ball up to you. Stands there dancing waiting on you to throw it. Runs after it until she hears him get up. Turns around and gets the spot she wants. If he is chewing on an antler. She brings a toy and plays with it until he has to have it. Soon as he goes after ahe takes his antler and hides it. Once a week we scour the house for hidden antlers. I believe she was the runt of the litter. She is on the small side for a Shep. She made up for it in smarts.