Things have been a little quiet around here on the blog, mainly because my real life has been so insanely busy lately. But rest assured that Pyrrha is still doing well and being her typical goofy self.
Her latest thing: BARKING!
But only a little bit. Compared with your average German shepherd, I think Pyr is very quiet—in that she never barks. The only times I’ve heard her bark are when she’s playing with Dublin. She usually just slinks around the house, whines very rarely, and is otherwise a silent dog.
So, I was surprised early this week when I heard her barking in the backyard. I went out to investigate, and it turned out that we had an intruder. Albeit a 10-pound calico intruder. The neighbor has a very old, cranky cat who likes to hang out inside our fence, under shrubs, or under the shade of Guion’s hop tree, which sits just outside the fence. Pyrrha’s tail was swinging back and forth wildly and her hackles were up and there she was, facing the cat, barking.
And how did this curmudgeonly cat feel about this vocal display from the 70-pound German shepherd? Completely nonplussed. The cat just sat there in the yard, glaring at Pyrrha. And Pyr, our big, brave girl, was so uncertain of this cat’s behavior that she finally turned away and slunk back toward the house. So much for a confrontation and a cat deterrent.
Guion wishes she were more assertive toward this cat, because the cat likes to dig up the seedlings in our garden and uses our plots as its personal litter box. It’s nasty. But the cat doesn’t have a bit of fear toward Pyrrha. The cat seems to understand that Pyr is all bark and no bite… Oh, well!
Hope you all have pleasant, cozy weekends!