Monday, July 12, 2010

Killer Keiko

Keiko is our dog. In tribute to my new Memory Monday theme idea (We'll see how long it lasts). I would like to take you all back to when I was at least 30 weeks pregnant with twins. Animals are smart and it didn't take a genius to notice that I had some issues getting around. Keiko our 22lb Lhasa Apso already had the mentality of a lion, yet he took it upon himself to become king of whomever he deemed to be a threat. On this particular day our lawn crew had just wrapped up their yard work and were taking a lunch break under the shade of the trees in the park next to our house.
I opened the door and Keiko ran as fast as he could towards the closest group of men. I panicked and started yelling, "kick him, kick him!", but I wasn't too surprised when they turned to look at him and reacted something like this, "Oh, look at the little growling teddy bear."
I waddled over to them as quick as my body would allow, bent down to grab him just as his teeth caught hold of the back of one of the men's flannel shirts. Hysterical laughter was heard from the second group of men under another tree. Enough laughter to distract Keiko and send him on a dead sprint in their direction. If the dog could talk I'm sure he would have been saying in his best Steven Segal voice, "Keep laughing my friends, keep laughing."
Anyway, I waddled between groups as the men danced, trying to keep Keiko off of their ankles and laughing at whomever was being chased at the time. When I would get close to Keiko he would run to the next group. By this point, I was beyond livid. I looked in my driveway, the new phonebooks had just been delivered. With the biggest phone book in hand, I waddled as close as I could to Keiko and launched the phonebook at his rear end! The king of the jungle tucked his tail and ran directly back into the house. Yeah, Keiko was funny, but I am sure the real humor was the woman with the huge belly that couldn't bend over and pelted her dog with the phonebook!

 Squirrel Hunting
 Current update on Keiko. He (and Us) have been through dog training. Keiko has been a work in progress, but has seriously become the best dog. Will he rip someone to shreds if they walk through my front door uninvited? Yes, but I am OK with that.
Flying fur ball going in for the kill


7 comments:

melissabastow said...

So, rather than help a humongously pregnant woman, these guys just danced around and laughed? NICE. You should have let Keiko bite them for not hand-delivering your dog while the rest of the men fanned you with palm leaves and rubbed your feet. Which, yeah, would have been a little awkward for the lazy lawn men....but still, they should have.

And I'm not walking in your front door without an invite, now that I know all of this.

Lelani said...

from my experience, all these guys (yard, utilities, etc) are deathly afraid of dogs. our dog is 16 and can barely walk, but if he's in the backyard when they come in to read the meters they take off running. not a bad thing, right?

Nilsson Family said...

Ha Ha oh Keiko!! Good thing I am on your good side...

Anonymous said...

So Funny!!!

Anonymous said...

So Funny!!!

Anonymous said...

So Funny!!!

The Falkers said...

What a cute dog - and story! :-/