I can't believe we're back on our blog and already we have had quite an adventure this week! My mam took us for a walk on Tunstall Hills, I love it up there, lots of lovely smells, not to mention the tasty black balls I can eat (Mam doesn't approve, I think they must be fattening or something?!). So there we were, Me and Ruby (the pesky little sister) and Jan (that's what humans call my mam) when all of a sudden I realised I had a stalker. This stalker took the form of an English Pointer, quite handsome Jan said, but being a bloke I couldn't say. Well, at first Ruby thought that it was our friend Peter, but I told her straight away that she was wrong and it wasn't!!!(daft dog).
Well, I'm all for saying hello (as far as us dogs can say anything!!??) but this young pup was only interested in following me around and I think he wanted to dance with me or something because he kept putting his paws on my back and sort of boogeying about a lot. Jan kept trying to tell him to stop - I think she knows I'm not much of a dancer. I did notice that this dog had no collar on and what's more he didn't seem to have his Mam or Dad with him. Now I know I've tried a couple of times to go it alone on a walk but it seems to cause so many problems for Mam and Dad that these days they like me so much I stay on a lead and look after them.
Anyway, this dog stalked me all around the hill and my Mam kept watching for his Mam or Dad but this fella was all alone. It soon got dark and Jan was worried that we were up the hill in the dark and that it was time to go home, so she shooed the Pointer away, hoping that he would go back to his owner. No - he wasn't having any of it he was truly my stalker and wouldn't leave me alone - what's more he was still trying to get me to join in his dance!!!
At the bottom of the hill there is a very busy road and Jan didn't want a loose dog near that so she did a bit of dance herself and put on the "stern" voice she saves for me when I've apparently done something wrong!?! - it's usually Ruby, and chased the dog away and he went into the allottments. Mam said when she got home she would call the human called, a dog warden, who would come to the allottment and take this dog back to it's home.
Low and behold five minutes there he was back again, and we were right beside the busy road, Jan gtried to hook a spare lead over his head but he was even better than me at avoiding being caught. Eventually, after the daft dog played tig with three cars on the road Jan decided that we had better let the dog be my stalker and he followed us home safely and was captured at the side of the house behind the garden gate.
The dog warden human came and took the dog to a kennels in a big van and at last I was free of my stalker - it's hard to be so popular but it's a cross I have to bear!
In the morning Jan phoned the kennels and found out that the dog was waiting for his Mam and Dad to collect him and that he had been missing an hour already before he found us!!!
We're glad this story had a happy ending - Ruby is still confused - bless her - she still thinks the stalker dog was our friend Peter- tut.... daft dog!
This is my stalker trying to get me to dance with him - Ruby as usual trying to get in on the action!
My stalker!
