Pupdate about...woofer's block

Woofer’s block – it’s real

You may have noticed, dear readers, that I haven’t reported in a while.

I have been suffering from a terrible case of woofer’s block. This terrible affliction occurs when, no matter how much you have to say, you can’t articulate it into woofs.

Some dogtors are sceptical that it exists, but it’s real alright.

My woofer’s block began with the squirrels. There are more than I have ever seen haunting our back garden at present. It’s enough to get even my docile sister Snow up and barking.

Usually, I have no trouble telling them EXACTLY what I think of them being in MY garden. But lately, I haven’t been able to find the woofs.

At first it was rather embarrassing (no intelligent dog wants to be drowned out by the yelps of a soppy Golden Retriever). Then it was annoying. Then it became worrying.

How was it, that I, the eloquent boss-dog, the confident alpha, was not able to tell some tiny squirrels where to go?

I found myself sitting in the garden watching them scampering about, completely unable to express my inner rage.

It’s rare that I feel helpless, but Woofer’s block certainly knocked my confidence.

I’m pleased to say, though, I have been cured by the arrival of a doggy visitor. When I realised this cute little pooch was a mere puppy of 8 months, I soon found my woofs returning.

After all, an Alpha must clearly assert their place, otherwise inconvenient misunderstandings can occur.

Stay alpha,

Fox