Friday, May 14, 2010

Eva Attacks!

In the early afternoon while I relaxed (dozed) on the pool deck in a folding beach chair Eva maintained a vigilant guard over the flowers that Dodie (JoAnn's mom) had planted in a large pot earlier in the year.

The temperature was in the high 90s (F.) there in the desert sun, much more comfortable than the summer heat of my former Florida digs...


An ear-numbing explosive barking and a mad dash by Eva over the rocky ground toward the purple-tinged cactus plant near the pool gate jerked my consciousness to attention. Before I could voice an objection (warning) Eva had plunged directly into the center of the cactus, diving head first into plant's barbed heart and digging (scrabbling) with her front paws and claws to unearth some elusive quarry of which I had not been even faintly aware.

I jumped up and hurried (ambled? tottered?) over and pulled her our of the nefarious purple plant's clutches, she all the time struggling to get back to the attack on the fearsome creature (tiny lizard?) self-buried below the cactus.

Well, I finally calmed her down enough to start pulling out the many protruding barbs and spines. It is heart-rending to hear a young dog whimper like that.

But... we all must 'live and learn'.

Goodness Gracious Golly Gee...

What an adventure we had, the two of us.

1 comment:

  1. The writer, Gene Chambers, has returned. I'm glad to say that I once again can "get my fix."

    I much enjoyed this tale of selfless bravery. And your photographs these days, dear friend, are striking.

    Eva is darned cute.