Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall barbed wire fences in a single bound – it’s a bird, it’s a plane – NO, IT’S THE SPIKESTER MAN!!

No kidding.   Spike’s got separation anxiety issues if I’ve ever seen ’em.   This morning Pretty and the old woman Slow loaded me and Paw Licker Annie and Smokey Lonesome Ollie into the faithful Dodge Dakota pickup truck to take us to get beautiful at the Fluff ‘N Puff Poodle Parlor we’ve been going to for as long as we’ve all been on this earth.   We LOVE Mary at the Fluff ‘N Puff, and even I could tell we needed a bath.  The shabby chic look isn’t working for us.

Anyway, I digress.   Spike stayed in the back yard with Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea because she never goes to get beautiful with us.   I’m not sure why exactly.  At any rate, we’re easing on down Canterbury Road with Pretty at the wheel when all of a sudden Pretty stomps on the brakes and brings us to an abrupt halt and shouts that Spike is running lickety-split down the road behind the truck.   We couldn’t believe our eyes but Slow jumped out of the Dodge Dakota quick as a wink and grabbed the Spikester Man by the collar and pulled him up in the truck with us.   Paw Snaps and Twirls and Barking Galore!   Where did he come from?  How did he get out of the fortress that’s the back yard of our Casa de Canterbury???

Well, when Slow and Pretty looked over the situation in the back yard after they left us for our Day of Beauty at the Fluff ‘N Puff Poodle Parlor, they found a little section of the neighbor’s chain-link fence with the barbed wire running along the top smushed down with a small indention about the size of the width of a certain dog’s butt.   As incredible as this may seem, that spooky dog leaped a fence taller than Slow because he wasn’t having any part of being left behind with Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea who must have thought he’d lost his mind when she saw him go over the top.   Sweet Jesus.   Talk about crazy.   It’s a wonder he didn’t kill himself,  but he was none the worse for it.  The barbed wire just nicked his back legs so he escaped basically unscathed.    That’ll not teach him a lesson for sure.

All’s well that ends well, as I am fond of sayin’ and Ollie and Annie and moi are looking exceptionally fine this evening which is a good thing since we had another GUEST tonight.   Pretty’s son dropped off his new Pup Sadie for an impromptu visit while he went to play basketball.   Spike and I hadn’t met Sadie yet, but Ollie and Annie and Chelsea knew her well and seemed to be okay with her.   Spike, it turns out, is a real Ladies’ Man and LOVED her.   They played and played until they worked up a healthy appetite.

Hail, hail, the gang’s all here!

Paw Licker Annie is not amused.

Neither is Smokey Lonesome Ollie.

But we had a relatively entertaining evening with the crowd and The Red Man is nothing if not a Congenial Host.   However,  I will say good night and good riddance to this week of Endless Travel and Adventures with Spike and Sadie.   Geez Louise.   Their names are even nauseatingly couple-like.

Well, Sports Fans, hope your weekend is fabulous and care-free and no barbed wire fences come between you and a fun time…get me outta here, Percy.