ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. I am Franco The Dog…and this is THE DOG BLOG. You probably know me as head of protection services for Old Town Farm. Or, maybe just as the big and handsome spotted dog who repeatedly returns all balls and sticks to you when you have mislaid them while visiting Bike In Coffee. My real name is James Franco and, yes, there is a story there…but for another day.
Either way, I have recently been made aware that I will be taking on yet another management task, (where I will find the time I do no know – do you have ANY idea how many mislaid sticks are just laying around the property)? Well, the new gig is – Farm SpokesDog. Yup, it falls to me to bring you all the latest news from the farm and Bike In Coffee. For obvious reasons, I’m calling it “The Dog Blog”, and I hope you will read it because…well…if I have time to write it then you can just read it.
I suppose I should introduce the other two dogs on the property. You are not likely to ever meet them in person because they are small dogs and therefore coyote forage and therefore rarely allowed to roam around outside. They are what we in the protection services industry refer to as “house pets” or “layabouts”. They don’t seem to serve any purpose other than amusing people who happen to go in the house. And Pickle doesn’t even do that. She’s 17 years old and very grumpy.
One time I heard the boss say the only good thing about Pickle getting so old is that we can finally say she’s grumpy because she’s old when, in fact, she’s been grumpy since she was born…or so I’m told.
Peach, on the other hand, is the one they refer to as “The Love Bug”….Blegh…
There isn’t a lap Peach doesn’t love. One time, I watched her sit on 11 laps at one table without ever touching the ground. I guess you gotta admire that kind of finesse, really.
Peach, who is no spring chicken herself at 12 years old, is the one who was kidnapped by a coyote years
ago, (I wasn’t around then or this would NEVER have happened). She was outside when Lanny heard her yelp-but he couldn’t make out where she was. He and Linda raced around the property for ten minutes looking for her, realizing what must have happened. I’ll tell you, it was a very scary time. They finally ran to the pasture next door and guess what they saw…a good sized coyote standing there with Peach in his mouth! They rushed at him and he dropped Peach who appeared to be stone cold dead. But this is a story with a happy ending. As it turned out, Peach had just fainted! And she didn’t have a scratch on her!
Anyway, because Peach’s heart is so big that there isn’t any room left in her body for a brain, she immediately forgot about the whole incident. And to this day, she’ll wander right over to that pasture to smell the clover without a worry in the world. That is why she isn’t allowed outside the front wall of the house without strict supervision. Pickle isn’t allowed outside the wall because she’s just grumpy…
Well, I’m running out of time now, (places to go, sticks to tidy up), but there is so much to tell you about. Bike In Coffee is opening the first weekend in March and we’re doing CREPES this year! Also, we have a new coffee shop manager/cook we want you to meet…Oh! And I don’t want to forget to tell you about this crazy cat who has moved onto the property…and boy, do I have a lot of raccoon stories! Until next time – Franco
