The way of the world isn’t always nice or even pretty. Sometimes, it’s downright ugly.
Witness one or both of these two little movies. The first one is long – just under a minute and 30 seconds. The second one is short – about 26 seconds.
Now, the first one is for those with more time to waste to witness the tenacious nature of a Scottie. Notice the high-pitched barks, the looks to the peep as if to say, “there’s something in there and I’m going to find out.” (I’m also rather fond of my close up at the end.)
The second one is for those who want just a little dose of my magnificent-ness and hopeful barks that I WILL find the culprit vermin in the under-step storage area in my backyard kingdom.
Yes. I. Will.
You choose:
Now. Depending upon which way you look at it, this little story doesn’t end well. Or, maybe it does. It’s your choice. Here’s what happened.
I barked and barked and barked so much that Auntie Meredith away to the window she flew like a flash, tore open the shutter and threw up the sash when what to her wondering eyes (and ears) should appear, but Stuart driving her crazy and hurting her ear.
The next day, the peep opened up the storage area.
You know what happened next. And yes, animals died in the process. I fortunately, was NOT one of them.
I found three baby opossums in a big terracotta pot. No mamma. They were big enough to cause trouble in my backyard. To scare the peepstress to death if She should stumble upon them one night while taking me out for my nightly constitutional. And big enough to turn into full-fledged big opossums. They’re not nice critters.
So, I took matters into my own teeth and took them out. Yes. I did. Because that’s what Scotties do.
Now, I ask you, was that a bad thing?
You decide.
The Scottie Chronicles - Winston's World 
Stuart you have the bestest falsetto-voice ever! That beats even my voice, although I tried to bark with you like crazy :o) Well this point goes to the scotties :o)
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Woot! That falsetto shows you just how mad I was at those critters! GRRRRR…..
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That high pitched falsetto is the critter call. When Kaci and Kali do it in stereo, there’s a bunny close by.
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I’d love to hear that serenade.
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It took you peeps till the next day to investigate when you told them the matter was urgent.
Opossums in pots well pots need plants so you planted those opossums sound about correct to me.
Thanks for being a friend
Sweet William The Scot
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Whew. I appreciate your approval. To be a Scottie. Woot!
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With your voice they could find you in the tunnel for sure. Can’t believe that the peeps waited to a day to let you do your Scottie thing with vermin. Good job Stuart.
Bentley
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Yeah, well, the peeps aren’t always the sharpest knives in the drawer. Just sayin’.
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Obviously Shelby and Sophie agreed with you. Sidney was neutral. He picked up his head, but didn’t make a sound. We are not fans of opossums. You’ve got to do what you got to do.
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I’ve rid Our world of these nasty creatures. I’m sad to say, though, that they probably wouldn’t have lasted without a peep of their own.
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Definitely not a bad thing!! You are a scottie and that is your job!! Good work!!
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I’m sooo glad you see it that way. AarOOOO!
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That’s more squeak than bark. Ferocious nonetheless.
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Yeah, I do squeak sometimes. But only when I want to break somebody’s eardrums. Tee Hee.
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Stuart, Maddie and Mister B would have done the same. Speaking of Maddie the Westie, she was tilting her head left and right when she heard you barking on the video!
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Glad to hear that. Whew! Hey, tell Maddie “hey!” (Just like Gomer on the Andy Griffith show.)
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You were furrrrrocious!!! Before we read the rest of the story we thought there must be chippers or opposums in there. Both like to go under porches. Glad you got’em. Good riddance!
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OH. Good Riddance is sooooo correctomundo!
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A true Earthdog are you, Stu. Mum thinks that opossums are cute and her tender little heart was sad to read the end of your story. I, Edgar, on the other hand…
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Well, one of the peeps was a bit upset too. Me? Not so much.
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Stuart you set off the alarm here at our house too! We knew it was urgent! Our Mom says she wishes you lived here so that you could take care of the mole infestation in the back yard. Way to to with the dispatch of the intruders x 3 my friend!
Luvs
Marty
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OOOOHHHHHH! Moles???? Lemme at’em!!!
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A Scottie’s gotta do, what a Scottie’s gotta do.
Wally & Sammy
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Yes. We. Do.
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You are doing what comes naturally and defending your peeps and property. You are a good dog (but I love possums too) ❤
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Sad wasn’t it?
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Good dog! As others have said, a Scott has to do what a Scott was born to do, rid the world of vermin.
Noodledog
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That is our DUTY TO HUMANITY!
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Good on ya, Stuart! Yer no sissy from the city, yer ALL SCOTTIE-ALL THE TIME!! WOOT MAN!!
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WoooooooooOOOOOOT!
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Man, instincts are pawiful things, you did what your’s said you had to do.
(if that was here, and it was an Aussie possom you could gets in lots of troubles, they are pawtected)
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