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 <
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
You are so trustworthy and loyal about looking that we would think your efforts would bear fruit one of these evenings.
ReplyDeleteI know you can do it....we're pulling for you!
ReplyDeleteHi Subi! You are very self-confident and determined!
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Thor
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!
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