Vicious Dog Battle Ends in Surrender

We are coming to you LIVE from the home of vicious "Watchdog". Yet another day has begun where "Watchdog" insists on asserting her sassy personality to control everyone around here.
Here is the latest from this morning's report.

It is reported that Watchdog was let outside this morning for her morning routine.....
" Upon wondering what she was up to this time, I stood on the porch staring to assess the situation. There she stood beneath the maple tree asserting herself ,probably due to sporting her new sassy haircut, as if she ruled the place. (Well, she does.) I couldn't quite make out the situation up in the tree, but I instantly spotted the big brown blob in it. Poppy's take was that she must be after a bird. (Not my baby bird?!!) I decided to investigate, so me and my pj's and my bare feet walked across the yard to stand beside her under the maple tree. Can you see it now?--both of us just standing beneath the tree staring intently upward into the tree to look for the bird. Except.......the brown blob was not a bird and it was not a bird nest. Now, don't get me wrong, there is a bird nest in that tree( and like every tree in the yard), but that one was up higher above the blob. The lack of birds chirping indicated she was waiting patiently NOT for the bird to fly but for the brown blob to move. No, this brown blob was not going to move. It sat as still as she did beneath it......her staring up;blob staring down. I wondered who was going to win this battle, and which one in the end could be more vicious to the other. hhhmmm......I had enough already and walked back to the house to go get my shower before church. If figured that in the end, the squirrel sitting perfectly frozen thinking we could not see it would be the winner. I knew as soon as I opened the door or called "Watchdog" in, she'd listen and surrender.....listen? no. Surrender? yes....if it meant she'd have our full attention on her to lavish her even more with attention to spoil her into an even sassier dog, well, then I knew she'd leave the big giant squirrel alone. "

Her hair cut is of the latest style--summery and cute; the fleas weren't, so if you don't like the haircut, well, I don't care. The fleas are gone with all the hair. She thinks she is cool(especially when she gets grooming attention for 2 1/2 hours), and since she knows she is the big kahuna around here, she continues to drag all her dogfood onto the carpet to eat it or to just leave it there all over the place. She might have surrendered to the squirrel, but not to me telling her to keep her food in the kitchen this afternoon.

So if you think you have problems with your little tots wanting to carry food around instead of eating it at the table, well, at least you don't have "Watchdog" staring you down with a pout when you tell her to go eat in the kitchen. For today, I'll keep my sanity and surrender and continue to kick dogfood across the floor back into the kitchen.