Frank seems to think that my running is the reason that Baby Girl decided to flip, and he thinks that i should stop running now so she doesn't flip again. I, on the other hand, think that it is him poking and squeezing her that made her flip. So we've come to an agreement...I will stop running and only go walking if he stops poking her. I guess we'll have to wait until tuesday to see if it works.
Today, Ecko finally made his catch. There has been this squirrel that has been chillin out in the tree in front of our house for the past few months. The squirrel taunts Ecko daily. He likes to sit at the edge of the branches and stare at him, he runs across the wires by the house, and all this drives the dog nuts! Well, Ecko being Ecko, just wants to play! He wants to chase the squirrel and play with it like he plays with Dakota. Well, today he got his chance. The squirrel got ballsy and jumped down onto the fence to taunt the dog, thinking he could still outrun him. Well, Ecko waited and waited and waited, then he leapt at him (it's a game him and Dakota play often in the house). Well, needless to say the squirrel didn't get away. Ecko started swatting and nosing and playing, and, well, now...RIP mister squirrel. I still don't think Ecko realizes that the squirrel isn't like Dakota, and he tends to kill things when he plays with them. Now we just have to wait for Frank to get home from work to get rid of the squirrel before i let Ecko back into the yard.
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