Jack of Harts

I felt like watching an old comfortable movie today so put in Peter Jackson’s Hobbit. It’s an old friend that I love, but I’ve never watched it with a Terrier before. So here we were, minding our own business, when the Wargs came onto the scene. They were chasing the Dwarves who injured one and it yelped in pain. At which time, the Terrier woke up out of a deep sleep and came snarling out to bark at the screen. And she spent the rest of the time watching and listening to the movie, snarling and barking every time the Wargs showed up after that. Until the end of the movie when she went back to licking and smiling like a happy lap dog. She really has a bit of the wolf still in her.