Canis Panther

Photo Courtesy of King Chuck Kennel, Canis Panthers

So I'm out on the front porch with a bunch of buddies of mine, shooting the breeze while we throw down a cold one. The summer heat had us just hanging out, saving our energy for watching Sunday Night Football. Robo, my dog, was nowhere in sight and I'm thinking he's found a shady spot under the porch, lying low to stay cool.

It's not too long until we hear this clunking and banging noise and wonder what in the world the neighbor is doing to cause such a racket. The noise keeps on, and then it's followed by a kind of baby's cry or perhaps a person in trouble, on the edge of panicking. We hear the clunking and banging, then hear this whimpering sound. I got no kids and no wife so I knew no one was in the house. Then it dawned on me that someone could be in the rear yard messing around with my stuff. I have a lot of junk back there that Robo keeps his eye on because of the value it has. Motors, bicycle frames car parts and....well, just stuff that isn't easily replaced.

So I give Robo a whistle since I want him to check it out. It'd be just my luck that someone would get hurt trying to steal my stuff and slap me with a lawsuit. No Robo, and a second call to him still got no response. I tell the boys that we better check out the backyard, and so we head around through the side gate. The closer we get to the rear, the louder the banging and whimpering is. I'm thinking that Robo has got a thief in the grip of his teeth and is banging his head against the house or something.

We all walk cautiously around into the back and there we see it. Robo has gone and got his head stuck in a metal bucket and can't shake it loose. So listen up, all you neighborhood thieves! You break into my yard and you'll either get beat up with a bucket or chased over the fence. My Robo is always trying new security techniques!