“You are such a wuss!”

Okay, so some of that soaked rifle ammo came home with me this afternoon. I went through it, the Tula seemed fine but some of the Wolf was already actively rusting. I sorted it out and loaded the rusty ones into one magazine. After a certain neighbor had had time to get chores done and be safely inside her soundproof house I took Torso Boy out for his evening walky then gave him a cookie, grabbed my rifle and that magazine of rusting ammo and took them out to the gully behind the cabin to blow up some rocks. Didn’t take long, and I wasn’t going all the way out to the range to do it.

Come back in, and…

There was a half-eaten cookie on the floor and no Corgi. I assumed he’d gone into the closet, he’s done that before, but when I looked around he was huddling in the corner of the bed where he’s not supposed to be unless I tell him he can (not that he obeys that when I’m gone, of course.) This picture was the fifth time he was on the bed after I came back inside, because I hauled him off the bed four times and he refused to stay off it long enough for me to pull the blanket back.

He wanted his Happy Place. I’ve plinked off the front porch with a .22 before and he just went into the closet, but I think this is the first time I’ve fired a real rifle right by the cabin in the year he’s been with me and he was not thinking happy thoughts. He didn’t settle down until I specifically tucked him in, and it took several tries.

Sheesh. I thought Ghost was bad about gunfire…

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7 Responses to “You are such a wuss!”

  1. Kentucky says:

    That does not look like a smile on his face.

  2. Howard says:

    We have a yorkie who is so wussy that if I fire anything bigger than the 38 in the gravel pit half a mile from home he ends up wrapped around my wife’s neck looking for protection!

  3. Mark Matis says:

    Well did he water the bed for you?

    If not, kwitcher bitchin!

  4. Ken says:

    Ok. But how well did the ammo do?

  5. Joel says:

    It had only been wet for a few days tops. It was fine.

  6. Spud says:

    My little buddy just presses up tighter to me when shooting

To the stake with the heretic!