Earlier this evening, not long after feeding the Dogs, I became aware that le Dingo Dog and Rats were kicking off like fucking thunder. Le Ding' was shouting his head off and Rats was doing her level best to provide the backings.
I was a bit distracted. Probably writing a post somewhere. But, they drew my attention and so I leaned back in my chair and glanced out along the track.
Just in time to see a woman, in a Hi Viz vest exiting, stage left, at the top of the track. And, with that, a bloke popped his head round the hedge before he too vanished.
Even at this 130 odd yards, my long vision being better than my hearing, these days, I could clearly read the situation. Strangers. They'd wandered into The Track. Either as tourists, exploring, or as visiting Irish people, looking for a short cut.
They'd realised this place was inhabited and so were getting the fuck out of Dodge. A wise move, in fact. Perhaps the sign, reading; " OK Coral ~ 130 Yards " influenced their decision?
Anyway, my point is: le Ding and Rats were both still on their food chains. By their positions, and the height of the hedge between them and the track? No fucking way can Rats see up there. Dingo Dog would have to be on his toes to see the end of the track ~ if he could at all, without rearing up.
What ever. He knew there were strangers. Hundred and thirty yards away. On foot. Out of sight. Damn! Must have scented them. Now I think about it? The wind was coming down the track, this evening.
How about that? They hadn't got within 130 yards of me, as the crow flies, and my Dinger's going fucking ballistic. " Dad! Strangers! ". Can't see them. Can't hear them. But he knew they were there because he fucking well scented them!
Factor in that this Dog just looks so 'different' that he scares the shit out of every stranger who makes it to my front gate anyway. And the sure and proven knowledge that he's so Sharp that I daren't let Anyone near him, because I know he Will bite, if they try to touch him .....
This is a Dog worth fucking feeding! In fact, I feed him like he deserves. And he sleeps on my bed at night.
Night Patrol
No comments:
Post a Comment