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Book I Clance The Wonder Dog The Greatest Dog On Earth My Formative Years or How I Earned My Name
Chapter
V One
day Bubba said to me “All the leaves are off the trees and now we can see who
our neighbors are. I think it’s time we head Down South Aways”. Then he
spent the next few days stowing things away in bags and putting all the yard
furniture away in the garage. He loaded up the car along with Mama and Papa and
the four of us headed Down South Aways. I didn’t know how far Down South Aways
was but it seemed like it took forever to get there. We
stopped a few times on the way and one of the places we stopped was to see my
buddies Chaffy and Rebel. I played with them for a day and then we started back
towards Down South Aways. We made a few more stops at these places called Motel
6, supposedly their what you call pet friendly. In my opinion any place that
forces a dog to walk on a leach along a tick-infested path isn’t very dog
friendly. It
turns out “Down South Aways” isn’t a place but a direction. I guess Bubba
kind of leans toward being a redneck and sometimes you really have to
concentrate when he’s talking. Anyways, we ended up at this gated community in
Rockledge, Florida, where dogs have to be kept on a leach and people have to
collect duty. During our walks up to the general store in Missouri, I always
told Bubba “Life’s no bed of roses, sometimes you have to stop and sniff the
feces.” I don’t know what it is about people? When you give them a concept,
they always have to try and improve on it. In Florida Bubba not only
stops and sniffs the feces, he scoops it up in a bag and carries it around with
him for a while. Most of the neighbors have what Bubba calls little white foo-foo dogs. Actually they’re Pomeranians and Toy Poodles. When their people take them out for walks and they see me outside they cross to the other side of the street. Bubba decided if these people and their little white foo-foo dogs were going to show such resentment towards us, we were going to give them a reason to resent us. So Bubba and I spent an afternoon working on a new routine. One day from the other side of the street a neighbor walking his little white foo-foo dog asked Bubba what my name was. Bubba softly snapped his fingers and I went over and sat down next to him. Then he spoke very clearly to the person across the street “Her name’s Clancy The Wonder Dog The Greatest Dog On Earth” right on cue I stood up on my hind legs and smiled. Then Bubba asked the person “What’s your dogs name? “Pasta” came the reply. Bubba and I had a hard time containing our snickers as they walked away. I thought; Yeah Pasta, I can eat that for a snack and still have room for Primavera. Bubba says to me, as if he knows what I’m thinking “Yeah I bet you could. Well now, at least they have a reason to resent us little buddy” And that’s how I became Clance The Wonder Dog The Greatest Dog On Earth. |
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