Hope
I haven't violated any copyright laws posting this. Certainly not my intention. Just want to
share some humor.
My
parents had a small (emphasis on small) ranch along the Yampa
River in Northwest
Colorado . They had a dog someone had “gifted” them, a Weimaraner named “Chip”.
My
senior year I had a car and often got home before my parents. One winter day I
came home to find the REA (Rural Electrification Association) meter reader
sitting on top of his pickup with Chip calmly on his haunches at the truck
door.
The
man was seriously pissed off, and cold. Words were spoken as to harboring a vicious
dog and reports to the sheriff, etc.
I
pointed out his footprints in the snow and told him had he got out of his
truck, read the meter, and got back in his truck he wouldn't have had a problem. His tracks clearly showed he had gone snooping around the yard, shed,
and machinery.
As
he was about to leave, I slapped the roof of my car and called out, “Chip”! The
dog was on the roof in one jump.
Good
dog, was Chip.
6 comments:
And I'm betting not another word was said, was it?
No, he left. He was lucky I didn't mention it to my parents. My father would have raised hell with the REA.
LOL. Indeed. Darn REA dudes. They snooped around at my house all the time. I needed a CHIP.
Snooping seems to be in meter reader's DNA.
Our wiener dogs will like your face off your head. She should see the welcome they give the pizza delivery guy!
Well, PIZZA!
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