More Wierdo Stuff

 Wow!  I can't believe Mom let a whole month go by without posting in the blog.  She's been doing stupid stuff like making new curtains and moving furniture around.  Did you know she got rid of my big red couch and chair?

That was my Christmas picture chair.  Remember?  Well maybe you don't.  But I spent many a night on that red couch and chair.  How could she?  Without even asking me!  She says as soon as they deliver the new chair for the TV room, I can have the big leather chair all to myself.  I can't wait!

Anyway, where was I?  Oh, yes, the subject of this post.  I thought I should continue with the weird things my humans think that I do.

This week, we'll focus on my Javelina Fetish (as Mom calls it).  

When we take a walk, I am always always always on the lookout (no, that's the wrong word -- 'cuz it's the smell that I look out for and I really can't look for a smell, cuz I can't see a smell.    So maybe the word is smell-out?)  I'm always on the smell-out for the odor of javelinas.  In case you don't know, javelinas smell really really really bad.  So it's easy to smell where they've been for the last week or so.  

Yesterday, we went out and Mom was angry because there was a big hole next to one of our cactuses.  (No, cacti.  Or is it a girl cactus and it's cactae?  Whatever.)  With our really pretty agave cactus, we had to put big ol' rocks all around it so the javelinas wouldn't dig in and eat up the roots.  You remember when they ate the whole plant in my neighbors garden?  And then when they replanted it, the javelinas came back and ate the new plant.  Now there is a big ol' rock there and no plants.  Hee, hee.  That'll show those hungry javelinas!

Anyway, I just love to hunt javelinas.  I can tell when they've been around.  Mom says she can tell when I have a javelina smell up my nose.  She says I get tense and stare out at the last place I saw a javelina as if they might appear again right there!  Well, they might!

Last evening, we went to the mailbox and right after we passed the wash (that's a bunch of dirt and old wood and dead cactus that let's the water go through so it doesn't flood our houses.)  Know how many times there has been water in our wash?  Uno!  In eleven years.  But when it did get full it was scary.  It came all of a sudden and the whole wash was full.  I'm glad no animals were in the wash at the time, cuz they would have been smooshed!  

Uh, oh.  I forgot what my point was.  Was it washes?  No, it was when we passed the wash and all of a sudden I stopped short because there was Mama Javelina and she stopped 6 inches from my nose.  She froze.  I froze.  Mom froze.  Then we all started running in opposite directions.  ('cept I was attached to a leash, so I had to quick turn and run with Mom.)  Right after that, Daddy Javelina showed up with the little ones and they all ran off into the wash.  It was a little scary and Mom made us go home without the mail. 

But I wish we could have stayed and tried to make friends with the Javelina family.  I think we could get along pretty well.

But the next day, we saw Mama Javelina and the kids on the porch of one of our neighbors.

 I stopped quick to see if Mom would let us go say hello.  But she made me stay put and she got to get a picture of her.  How come Mom gets to take pictures, but I don't get to play with them.  

One day, I'm going to be off my leash when we see a javelina and I'm going to go right over and say hello and see if they want to play with me.  But until then, I keep sniffing the ground where they've been and Mom and Dad just laugh at me.  Just wait!

Hope people don't think you are a weirdo just because you want to make friends with someone who is not just like you and who might just be a little bit scary.

Love, G