The fuzzy one on the right is our girl, Hana.
I came into the living room from bed this morning to find my wife on the laptop and Hana hovering protectively near her sleeping blanket on the floor (also in the living room.) For anyone with a dog, you know when they are up to something - they have that look.
Hana had that look.
Under one of the folds of her sleeping blanket, that she was keeping hidden from Holly just a few feet away, was a plump, soggy squirrel that no longer squeaked. Holly's squeal made up for the squirrel's silence when I pointed out Hana's trophy.
So, how did your day begin?
Kerodin
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