Watch Dog

Watch Dog

Olde Dog’s new job is Watch Dog. He watches the chicks all day. He likes for them to stay together. It worries him when one of them wanders away from the others in their group. He has to run back and forth between the little chicks and the bigger chicks to keep an eye on both of them. Hard work for an Olde Dog.

The little chicks like Olde Dog. If he isn’t outside, they CHIRP CHEEP CHIRP because he is obviously lost and needs to come back.

Last week, one of the little chicks – Ninja, of course – slipped through the barrier between the Time Out Spa and the play yard. The big chicks thought they might pick on her, but Olde Dog’s barking caught our attention and startled the big chicks. We put Ninja back into the Time Out Spa.

Yesterday, Joanna, one of the big chicks, managed to stretch her neck far enough into the Time Out Spa to grab some nibbles of the little chicks’ food. Either Olde Dog was worried she might get hurt or it’s against the Watch Dog rules to eat other chickies’ food because he set off his Bark Alarm. Joanna ran off, and I moved the food a little further into the spa.

Olde Dog spends all day circling the play yard and coop, watching the chickies. And sleeps very well at night.

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About Jaye Bee

Story-teller and Author My stories: Pink Baby Alligator is a children's early reader book and is a semi-finalist in the 2018 Royal Palm Literary Awards; Sweet Deal Sealed is a novella. Both books are available on Amazon. The Girl Who Saw Clouds is a YA crossover novel and will be published in June! I Always Wanted to Be a Spy, a mystery thriller, is in second-ish draft. I live on a farm with Farmer Man, two dogs, and fifty-five chickens. Follower of Jesus. Thou shalt not plagiarize. (See Commandment #8)
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2 Responses to Watch Dog

  1. Bill says:

    That is perzactly what happened. Well told! That is one tired dog!

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