Giant Puppy on Patrol


Look at the generous Giant Puppy, how she lets Casper eat first and guards the dish from the marauding chickens!

Then she kinda falls asleep.

And then there’s kinda a lot of marauding.

Sorry, Casper!

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on May 25, 2011  

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  1. 5-25

    Cute! But how is it that Giant Puppy and Caspar don’t chase chickens? Is Giant Puppy just that mellow? Great pictures, made me smile!

  2. 5-25

    aprilejoi, they will occasionally chase them around a little bit, especially Casper (I think he just likes to see the chicken kafluffle the results), but they don’t bother them too much. Coco ignores them completely most of the time. Sometimes she will sprawl out on the porch and the only way the chickens can get past her is to hop over her, which is funny to watch.

  3. 5-25

    Oh, sweet Casper..did he manage to get anything to eat? Or did the chickens literally eat it all? Giant Puppy is adorable, too…and very sweet for tryin g to guard the bowl, even if he did fall asleep :) :) Love and hugs from Oregon, Heather :) :woof:

  4. 5-25

    Our dogs get bibs out when they see the chickens. A rooster died valiantly protecting the flock. Rotts+chickens= roast chicken for dinner for us and a tanned rump for the Rotten.

  5. 5-25

    This is just so cute. Our Shep was like that as a pup but our little female Shih Tzu taught him to chase the chickens and then attack them!
    She’s such a little devil in disguise…all innocent when you’re there but turn your back and look out! Anyway now our chickens can’t come on the porch anymore and they’re fenced in. At least they have a good sized area to hunt and peck so they’re still happy. I love how all your animals get along so well…for the most part ;) Have a wonderful Memorial Day!
    Maura :hungry2:

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