Patrolling the Yard

I have a ritual every night when mom lets me out in the yard.
I patrol.
I may look like I’m just sniffing around, but I’m a good watch dog. And I have to make sure no bunnies are getting into my yard.

And no, I’m still not pottying out there, much to my mom’s chagrin.






While we were out last night, mom kept trying to take my picture. But I wasn’t feeling it. I decided to be stubborn and kept looking away from the camera.





P.S. from Laney’s Mom:
Later last night, I kept noticing Laney wandering into my bedroom. I let her know that she wasn’t allowed on my bed unless I was in there. And she does pretty well. So every time she disappeared in there, I’d ask her what she was doing. Usually, when I do, she comes walking (or running) out to the living room. But last night, she didn’t come out. I decided to go see what she was doing, and there she sat, just staring longingly up at my bed. Several times last night, she’d just sit there patiently, for quite a while, just staring at the bed. Then eventually, she’d come out and go back to her bed in the living room.
She cracks me up! And of course, I had to take a picture (below). She never broke her gaze from the bed.