Thursday, March 01, 2012
When the dogs first saw it they stampeded to the window and peered out the window while barking madly. I would open the door and the red dogs would thunder out and careen off the deck, still barking. Of course the squirrel would be long gone, usually up on the roof.
Now the boys stretch out on the staircase with their heads pointed towards the window. They are about a third of the way up the steps and now have an excellent view of the wee beastie. They still bark, but it's not as frantic as before. When I open the door to let them out they look at me as if to say "No thanks, we can see just fine from here."