I played the neighbor like a fiddle

I mentioned in my post last night that I had to blog about the neighbor that lives behind us. She reminds me of the “bird/pigeon lady” from the movie Home Alone 2. She is a little weird dressing and extremely odd. She enjoys hanging her clothes outside to dry when it’s the middle of winter and enjoys feeding all the little critters in the neighborhood, which includes me. There is even one time my dad was walking me and she drove by, stopped the car, blocked traffic, and gave me a dog biscuit (she keeps them in her pocket). A little creepy if you ask me.

Somebody gave me a new tennis ball yesterday and I believe it was her. I surprised dad by sitting on the back step with a new tennis ball (a green and orange one). He has no idea where it came from. Well the Bird Lady came out of her house last night to get her clothes off the line and I had to go out there. I knew she would give me a treat if I was there. It’s a little awkward getting a treat over the fence. I didn’t know if I was to sit like I’ve been taught or jump up on the fence to get it. So, I semi-sat and semi-stood up to receive the treat. Then she wanted to play with me through the fence. I fetch a ball pretty well, but I do not drop it for anyone. I’m a little dog and I get tired running, so I would rather play keep away than run from one side of the yard to the other just to get a ball. For 15 minutes I kept acting like I was going to bring the ball to the Bird Lady so she could throw it to me. I would drop it and she would use a stick to get it close to the fence and try to work it up the fence till she could get a hand on it. Each time she almost got it up far enough to throw it; I would grab it and take off running with it. It was great, but she definitely was getting frustrated with me. At one point she gave up and started going back inside. I dropped the ball, backed off, and barked at her. She came back to the fence to play and that’s when I took off running again with the ball. Oh boy, it was funny.

Mom and dad got a good laugh at it through the window. They even gave me a “good boy” and a treat when I got back in. It’s going to be really nice today. I hope she is back out again. Time for a dog nap.

Peace Out
Ruff Ruff