Saturday, September 12, 2009

Like Clockwork

Every night, just before the sun goes down, I go to my upstairs perch. Not because I like the view of the street and like to bark at the other dogs and their humans as they go by on their post-dinner walks. Nope...that's just the icing on the cake.

I wait...Mama says impatiently...for my little friend to come out to play. (Look closely at the top of the picture!)

Okay...I use the term friend loosely. You know...if a friend were someone I wanted to <chomp, chomp, gulp!>

Like clockwork, I go armchair hunting in the effort to catch my little friend. Mama says I became so predictable she was even able to get some video of one of the events.

But no worries, my friends (not the kind I chomp and gulp) I have not given up hope. Tonight I will again resume my efforts to catch the wiggly, squirmy invader.

I will keep you posted on the results


  1. You are so trustworthy and loyal about looking that we would think your efforts would bear fruit one of these evenings.

  2. I know you can do it....we're pulling for you!

  3. Hi Subi! You are very self-confident and determined!


  4. Good luck with your arm chair hunt! Milly has some Golden friends whose mommy gave them a baby pool full of goldfish so they can fish everyday - only one has ever successfully chomp chomped a fish, but the splashing looks like fun!