That's what the woman called us today. I've decided to take it as a compliment. We're quite tired tonight because we had an unusually busy day, but when there's supervising to be done, we are unstinting in our duties.
First a big truck backed down our driveway to fill up a large metal cylindrical holding tank with a gassy substance that heats the house. Pah, they could just back Doc up to the filler pipe after a day of grazing and have it full to bursting in minutes. The man stands there for awhile with a hose connected to the top and while he's standing there he tries to make friends with us. We like to vary our routine and sometimes rush to the fence and frisk him all over and ask to see what's in the hose. Today we used our other routine where we pretend he's a dangerous predator. We rummaged in the snow at a distance and snorted and gawked at him when he spoke to us. Most gratifying because it makes him very frustrated and he says "C'mon you guys, don't you remember me?" We roll our eyes and snort louder and when he's finished and is walking back to the truck we say "Wait come back, it was all a joke!" And then we gallop down the fenceline after the truck to show there are no hard feelings.
Then things got even more exciting. We had a thaw today (the humans refer to it as the calm before the atomic wedgie nature will spring on us tonight). I assume they mean the freezing rain. A road crew came along with all sorts of large machines and began doing things to the sides of the road. These machines make loud, gratifying beeping noises whenever they back up, which is often. We hung over the fence and tried to give the humans advice but they ignored us. They communicate solely by shouting to each other. Things like "Backupbackupbackup, WHOA Dougie, you're gonna put 'er in the ditch!" and "Put the boots to 'er Jimmy, you're losin' the a** end." Obviously some sort of code. Doc was very nearly green with envy because it's just the sort of career he dreams about. Then they saw TJ and said "What the hell is THAT?" I was just savouring the moment when they saw me and said "Lookit old Eeyore, hey Eeyore, you been puttin' away the 24's pretty good!" I gave them a withering stare and departed for the barn, their raucous laughter following me. I will ignore all future road crews and focus entirely on the gas man.