Last night it snowed and I was totally prepared to enjoy a nice day of snuggling, pizza, and football, when that evil puppy Oliver suddenly appeared on MY Observation Deck!
I graciously ushered him off (after all, it is MY deck) and into the yard.
Now at first the little moose was appropriately respectful of my Mango-ness.
Then he was all wrestling with PeeWee.
Ho hum, boring!
So I decided to practice my herding skills. Now many of you might not know that mastiffs are known for their lab wrangling abilities.
Get along little doggies!
Oops, slammed on the brakes a little too hard here. Could have jack knifed. Need to slow down, I think.
I was starting to get a little concerned that PeeWee was winding up on the bottom of the labrapile a bit too much. Stand up for yourself little dude! Don't let the giant mutant labrapup beat you up!
OK, that's better. Oh yeah, I am also a champion pointer dog.
Uh oh, not again! PeeWee is pinned!
Time for some up close coaching.
Bitey him, PeeWee! Bitey him!
Listen, I pick on PeeWee a lot, but he is still my brother and enough is enough.
The Mango cannot sit idly by and watch the blond doofus body slam the little squirt into the ground like some WWF colossus.
So I did the Mango conga on his annoying little self. Hey! Just doing what I have to right?
That enabled PeeWee to make his escape and I will say that on the flat he can still out maneuver that Oliver in a most impressive way. I was proud of him.
Obviously any visit from the puppy is incomplete without a good SQUEEEE!
Check out this little featurette. Momma knew I was getting ready to put the smack down on Oliver. You can hear her trying to warn him just before she turned off the camera, but she was too late! I flipped the dude and he made a good old SQUEEEE and ran to his momma.
I must say that Oliver is a bit of a drama queen. Goodness. When I used to smack down PeeWee he would just run off, but Oliver kept on squeee'ing and holding his leggie up like it was broken or something. In fact Master and my brother and sissy-in-law rushed him to the V-E-T (as if I would ever really hurt him) but by the time they got there he was all bouncing around and being a doofus again. Plus I heard when he got home he did cracker dog zoomies. Little faker.
For a most exciting video version of all the action, click here.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!