This is what I like to do after supper. I look out the window and make sure that all is well in the neighborhood. And if its not (like there's some dawg walking down the street, or maybe that Hairy Tazo and her minions, or maybe a blurpy thing in a stroller, or those rabid golden retrievers that chased EG that one time), then I get Titus on the case, and he'll take care of bizness. Teamwork is the only way to go.
In other news, we really freaked out Mama last night. By the time she gotted home from the gym, Daddy had already left. She gave us supper and jumped in the shower. When she gotted out of the shower, Titus was standing on the step by the door (where he waits for Daddy), looking at the door and acting weird. But Daddy wasn't home. Then I was doing short, askeered legs all over the house, like there was something to be askeered of. And EG kept looking down the hallway, seemingly at nothing, but yet she couldn't be too sure. It really freaked her out. It was super cool! hee hee