There’s Something In There

Don’t you just hate it when there’s a critter somewhere and it won’t show itself? You KNOW it’s there. Darned things.

Come out, come out, wherever you are. Stuart won’t hurt you. Tee Hee. Really?

What You Learned Today:

  • I can sniff out a varmint better than anybody.
  • I KNOW there’s something in this grass.
  • It must be scared. Of me.
  • It should be.
  • I’m a Scottie after all.

About The Scottie Chronicles

Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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9 Responses to There’s Something In There

  1. Every vigilant – yes – they drive you crazy those hidden little critters

  2. Daisy says:

    We know you just want to play with the little critter…BOL!

    XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

  3. Jazzi Nowfel says:

    I know what you mean Stuman….I have chippers on my patio and they are driving me crazy….I sit by the back door and see them stroll from one side to the other….in and out of Mums Hostas ….so when I go out I rip the Hostas apart…but can’t find the little darlings…I just want to see and talk to them for a little bite….burp!

  4. Alyssa says:

    GET IT!!!!
    Alyssa, Mr. Fox & Scruffy

  5. joulesandprescott says:

    Get ’em, Stu! Grrrr! Then arooooo after you catch it!
    Joules & Prescott

  6. robynwp says:

    Excellent pose Stu…like a scottie ninja, ready to pounce!
    Wally & Sammy

  7. Critters are such teases! Hope it comes out to play next time!

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