THE BRUTE

We have this little brute who lives in our house. He came to us by chance one Christmas when Kyla had her heart set on getting a puppy.... a small puppy she could hold in her arms even when he was full grown..... and unfortunately he has stolen each of our hearts and now rules the household! He has a million nicknames.... Brutus, Pep, Pepperoni, Baby, Tweeter, Weiner pup, Pepperoncini, Brute, Baby.... I could go on for days! He barks at every thing that goes by our house... squirrels, cars, cats, people, dogs.... He never gives up. He vigilantly sits on the stairs with a view of the street through the window in the front door and protects our house with his ferocious bark! If he actually ever encounters another living thing, he tucks his tail firmly beneath his long body and runs until he is far enough away to turn and bark again! His bark is so potent the entire front half of his body (including his feet) lifts off the ground with the force of it!

So today our house went on the market, and inevitably our real estate agent put a sign out in front of our house.... How does Pepper feel about this sign? Well, naturally, he sees it as an intruder and has spent the night barking out the window to scare it away! I wonder if I should take him out and let him sniff at it? Maybe then we'll get a little peace around here! HEE HEE!