Mom the Protector

Lil’ Toot here. Uncle Archie was fondly remembered as being a Fierce Defender of the Family. He would bark and Snarl if He detected Ill Intent from anyone. He was 10 pounds of Yorkie, sopping wet. No never-mind. He was a Powerful Force to be reckoned with. But His Owners got Him a Coyote Proof Vest, spikey studs and all. Whoa! Living unstuck.

Since I am a Very Small Dog, Mom thought the Vest was a bit much. She is the Protector, for Some encounters do not go as Planned. The latest? A Cat was lying in the middle of the Road, hackles raised and hissing, when We came back from Our Morning Walk. I was safely behind Mom as She let loose a couple of Blasts from the Stun Gun. Nasty sound, that. Off He went. I’m living unstuck.

I’m curious: Do You have a Protector? Or are You all on Your Lonesome? I say: Consider a Coyote Proof Vest if You must. Or You can borrow Mom. (Notice: borrow only.) Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#protector

I spent $50 on a coyote proof vest for my dog, and now he looks like a tactical baked potato ready to fight a hawk.
—Unknown, CoyoteVest Pet Protective Armor