On Guard...

Mommy is away celebrating her 16th birthday on a cruise to Mexico. I think she told me Chihuahuas were from there...not sure what those are but it sounds like a fun game. Mommy knows how serious I take my guard dog duties so...she left me in charge. I'm qualified because I've seen all of Mommy's Forensic Files. It's a tough job guarding the home front!

I don't think these humans have any idea how many times I've saved them from the evils of the outside world. Evil CUJO eyes...check...attack mode...check check.

Squirrel... no seriously, a squirrel! Mommy named the squirrel "Mickey"...I keep telling her Mickey's a cat but she doesn't believe me. Bark...Bark...Bark!

Oh, here comes a man with the small dog walking in front of the house. How dare that dog lift it's leg in MY YARD! Growl...He must be related to my cousin Nixon.

Growl...RUFF....RUFF...RUFF...walk by murderer scoping out the house. I chased away that man with the big bag. He's always sticking suspicious packages in that box on a stick.

Alert...Alert...Bark...Bark...Whoaa that was close! Another murderer...That lady was walking by real slow checking out the house. That contraption she was walking with was a skillfully designed weapon disguised as a stroller. The hit man was riding in the contraption wailing, "let me out...this is the house"! Wow, I don't think "Get off the Couch" realizes how close she was to getting whacked!

What's that?!? Oh no, bark...bark...bark...Grandpa's queued 70's music! Air guitar is out and he's a dancing fool. "Get off the Couch" to the rescue, she's yelling, "What the "Bark" is going on here"? Grandpa has some pretty good moves...definitely keeps me on my paws.

Play time with Grandpa. Wing-chun moves. I let him win every time. 

What a day! Baby Puppy to the rescue...can't wait for Mommy to return home! Wishing you a bark of Saturday with no mailmen, drive by strollers, and certainly no 70s music!