I’m lying on Mom and Dad’s human bed when I suddenly sit up. My Pittie sense is tingling!
I look out the window and what do I see? The first wave of feral cats, sitting in MY yard, watching their friend tracking a bird or mouse or whatever!!!
Mom and Jamie coaxed me off the bed and gave me a treat. Because I was really mean-mugging those cats! Although they couldn’t see me. I was on the second floor. Still!
I got the treat and padded around to the front of the house to look out the dining room window. Who do I see, sitting in FRONT of MY house, blithely staring back at me while I bark my head off:
Uh-huh! Sending spies – the second wave – to see if Mom is actually going to produce some tuna fish, no doubt!!!
I blocked the door.
Woof! Love, Maggie