ARCHIE AND THE SNOWMAN

Archie is known to be quite courageous. He is a shepherd dog after all. A few times that bravery was shown when some foxes were stirring up the pot. But not on Archie’s watch. He is calm, collected, and quick. Not even one sheep has ever been hurt or lost. Splendid is his record. So it came as a surprise when this afternoon his calmness was nowhere to be seen. 

It was one of those days - yes my fellow furry friends, you guessed it. It was visiting the vet day. A day no furry friend ever quite looks up to. And it happened to be a shot day too. While Archie never fused much after a shot, he still was not a fan of them either. Today apparently though he was quite agitated.  

He was fusing throughout the car ride back home. Finally parking their car, Archie’s owners finally thought things would be better. They were in for a rude surprise, just as Archie was. 

Bolting towards the backyard, which was Arcie’s little domain during winter, he came face to face with an intruder. Or so he thought. There in the middle of his backyard stood a mighty snowman. An unwelcome one, per Archie’s opinion. And he made his objection loudly clear. 

An onslaught of barks was the only greeting this snowman was to receive from Archie. So severe the onslaught was, that Archie’s owners thought there truly was a crisis to deal with. 

Quickly they bolted towards the backyard wondering what the situation might be while their concern grew.

The distress they were feeling fueled Archie’s distress which ultimately led to the comical situation that became a favorite Christmas dinner story for years to come. 

Just as they were reaching the door handle, Archie on the other end decided to take matters into his own hands. Launching in for an attack, Archie thinking he would body slam the intruder to the floor, ended up with his face fully submerged in snow instead. While the morning that day was quite cold, the afternoon happened to be extremely warm for winter. 

The snowman ended up being quite soft to the touch, and no match for the strong Archie. The sight did end up being quite comical when Archie turned his head towards his owners at their summing. 

Snow upon his nose, brows, and whiskers was the telltale of his destructive ways. That, and the big large indent in the poor snowman. There went all the hard work. 'Serves him right', thought our little Archie, not feeling even a bit guilty. This is his backyard, his domain after all. And he shall guard it with his life. And guard it he shall well.

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Until next time!