WEST HIGHLAND WHITE TERRORIST
I have this dog. She’s a bitch and, believe me, she can live up to that name when she wants to.
About 10 minutes’ walk away from where I live is a golf course that has public rights of way across it and this leads to woodland. The golf course and the woodland are areas where a dog can be let off the lead to run its heart out if it so desires, so when we got there I let my little terrorist off the lead to rummage about as she wished. She never moves too far away and can track me if she gets separated.
The walk continued, across the golf course, through the woodland and into a fairly open area planted with all sorts of species of pine trees.
This area is crossed by a grass pathway and at the end there is a turning onto an old brick road that was an access road through the estate of an old country house that used to be round here, until it burned down in the late thirties.
We were approaching this turn, with the terrorist slightly ahead of me, when round the corner come two Rottweilers. Now these were bigger than most of their breed and given their reputation, I began to worry about my little terrorist.
I needn’t have worried. These two monsters stopped, looked at each other, looked at my terrorist, looked at each other again, made a noise that sounded strangely like “EEEK”, then turned and galloped off as fast as they could.
Now somewhat confused I walked on to be confronted by a man coming round that self-same corner with a Rottweiler welded to each leg. The things refused to move more than half an inch from him and I swear they were shivering as we passed them.
The man looked at me and the terrorist, looked down at his dogs, then back at me and said “Couple of wusses these two. Bloody embarrassing really”. He smiled, shrugged his shoulders and moved on.
I swear the terrorist walked on with her tail and head a couple of notches higher as if to say “Well I saw them off, didn’t I” .
Like humans, size isn’t always everything, but attitude is.
My little terrorist has plenty of attitude
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Ha ha that is a good one way…. and I like the sound of terrorist!!!
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That was very funny way. Bet she will walk tall for many walks to come lol. You have made me smile and as the evening draws to a close i have a silly grin on my face. Thanks for posting about your little terrorist. :).
I enjoyed that Way and good for the terrorist lol…
hahahahaha way love your little terrorist!
good story,way…i still say it’s the little dogs who can be more frightening…lol
Terrorist, sounds as if she could be head of the Mafia for dogs
Good story enjoyed it very much
Thank you for sharing it for other readers
Very enjoyable Way….like the owner I would think… a little bit of attude goes a long way…….thanks …..mac
It’s not often that I read a blog and burst out laughing, but when I read yours, I howled. Your terrorist put the fear of God in those Rottweilers – oh dear, it was too funny. Thanks so much for sharing it with us – it’s priceless!
Hahahahahhaa Way….good for her!!!!! I love Westies….and Yorkies….they are little Warriors hehehehehe bless
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Hi Way, what a lovely story to start of the day! thank you. I am quite convinced that small dogs, have no idea of their lack of size, and here is proof. Little princess (about the size of a westie) scares the pants of my neighbours dog….. a newfoundland!!! think she should apply to join your gang!!!! lol
Good one Way – my little one takes no nonsense from big dogs as well – even men are scared to come near her hahahahaha xox
Great story Way , about your dog. You should post a picture of your dog on S.C. Would like to see what she looks like.
I too had a West-highland White terrorists. She tried to take on two Florida panthers one morning on our walk. No male dog could pee on the post pole without her rushing in biting their butts and erasing their scent with her own. How I miss her. She was a true feminist.
way that was brilliant and i have always said…dogs take after their owners lol!!!! 😀 😀
Haha. I can relate. I’m 5 feet of pure evil meself.
We had one for over 17 years and she had plenty of attitide, didn’t like other dogs at all. She took my dad walking in the park everyday where he met a lot of nice ladies. They really had a good time, even when she went deaf and we had to used hand signals she was a lovely dog.
omg way my terrorist met a rotty full on the other day on the lane..both on leads and shes barkinglike crazy trying to get to it..it stood there snarling..oh my days.she only slips her collar n heads full pelt for it..the man was having a job to restrain the rotty…i thought .this is it..no more terrforist…so i made a grab for her and tbh..the ungrateful little bagpipe player neva even said thank you for saving her life..lol.x