Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy the Assassinator Sassy is a lapdog, not a large bird-dog She likes to chase hopping bullfrogs or a hiding hedgehog. She is a friend to a cat, but not to a groundhog But she thinks she’s a big bad watchdog! For years little Sassy has chased away every stray. No matter how huge the intruder, night or day, With tails tucked between their legs, dogs ran away. Sassy yapping at his heels all the way. Every dog was sent away; Sassy would not play. Teeth and barks were her fierce display. She once terminated forty-two baby chicks. (In five minutes) Her owners are city-hicks. Even though she killed chicks and gave a baby bear a fright. Her humans know that her bark is usually worse than her bite. She has cornered opossums, and fought with hens. Bi-polar? Cute and mean is where the story begins. But one day Sassy went for a ride in the car. The visit to relatives was not very far. When we arrived, she was ready to get outside. And she did so proudly, her nose high with pride. Their big dog trolloped over toward little Sassy, He was as big as a St. Bernard and she was angry. Yap! Yap! Yap! She barked in her usual way. Suddenly, she looked up; he did not run away. She tucked her tail and whimpered, which was strange. That big dog that drooled on her head, wrought a change. He did not bark, grumble, or growl; he just looked down. Then, "Sassy the Assassinator", for the fist time, played around. © August 30, 2010 Dane Smith-Johnsen