More Snarling Wolves

This morning was another cold and wet one at Leroy's house. The day started badly of course also. I got up a little later than normal because of yesterdays stuff, I was so tired. Then I had to go to bed late, so this morning I only had four hours sleep to go on. When I got out there and opened the gate, Petey ran all the way to the road down the driveway, a measured quarter mile, with Gypsy and I far behind, then he turned around at the mailbox and shot back like a bullet right into the open door of my truck with his wet and muddy feet. Usually Petey just pees on the tractor and then comes back in the gate, so I will stop before I get to the garage and wait for him to come back in before I close the gate. This time Petey wasn't coming back, so I got out of my truck and walked to the head of the driveway, next to the tractor and started calling him. I guess he needed the exercise since running around the yard got a little tedious. After feeding the horses, and Brownie the new grain, I had to walk the horses around the lake to the back field, over the muddy and chopped up trail. They were a little afraid of the wolves back there. I walked over by the fence to look for the snarling wolves, leaving the horses at the other end of the field, I turned, and the horses were standing right behind me, quivering. The snarling wolves finally came out of the brush and they were disguised as bird dogs, wolves are clever. I did what any right minded protector would do and WOOFED at them...WOOF, WOOF, WOOF. Those wolves ran away with their tails between their legs. The horses are no longer scared and now know they can count on me for anything. Would Leroy have been so ingenious...maybe.