Hannah and I have filled our Netflix queue with episodes of The Wire over the last couple months. If you haven’t seen it, we highly recommend it. Amazing show. Amazing…
Apparently, our dog has been paying closer attention than I thought. Most of the time I just thought she was sleeping as we watched various Baltimore detectives try to take down drug dealers and gangsters, but imagine my surprise when I noticed her using some of the drug dealer’s tactics out on the streets of Edmonds today.
Seriously, I think she’s making a play for a couple of the corners around our house. This is a smart dog. I think she’s been researching the area realestate since we moved into our house, and now all she needs is a little muscle. Just like the kingpin drug dealers featured in The Wire.
Her plan actually seems to be hitting on all cylinders now, because Sparky is staying with us for the next 3 weeks. What better way to assert your authority than to call in a little help from your buddy that lives on the mean streets of Anacortes? This dog just screams “Street Cred”. They didn’t waste any time either.
Not five minutes into my first walk with the “The Dog Pound” (I’m pretty sure that’s how they’d refer to themselves if they could talk) they were mixing it up with another dog. A pitbull at that. Okay, Sparky a.k.a. “The Muscle” was making sure the pitbull knew there was going to be a new boss in charge of the Park Corners (prime realestate because of all the fire hydrands and fields). Yeah, pretty much the equivalent of a doggy drive by. Luckily, I was there with the leashes on to stop things before it got too out of hand. Just picture the embarassed Pitbull owner having to pull a fierce pug off of its dog’s head. Fearsome indeed…
I think Sydney’s modeling her behavior after the character “Snoop” in the television show. This is for obvious reasons. Great name, female and quick to enforce. Consider the message sent. This pug is not playing around anymore.