As most every dog in Blogville knows, there is an ongoing contest waged between dogs and squirrels. Those squirrels can be really cheeky like when they nap on the windowsill, so close with just a piece of glass between us and them. Or when they sit in the trees yelling at us and throwing acorns at us. They think just because they can climb trees and we can't, they're so smart. WRONG!
Sometimes when Dad sees them raiding the bird feeders on the deck, he opens the door and lets us chase them away. It isn't really fair because we're stuck on the deck and they can run away or climb a tree. But when they come out of the trees into our yard, that's a whole other story.
That's what happened last night. About 7 Mom let us out. There was a dumb squirrel in the cherry tree and for some reason he thought it was a good idea to come down to the ground with all ten of us there watching him.
So the score now is Dogs 3 - Squirrels 0. About six years ago Samba caught a squirrel. Then 3 years ago Bailey caught one. Last night it was Tess who scored for our side. Unfortunately, Mom won't let us pass it around and do our victory dance. She called us all inside and made Dad come toss the squirrel over the fence.
Take this as a warning, squirrels. We're a tough team and we play to win.
Your pal, Fudge