We wanted to give you a quick look at our morning adventures before we sit down and ponder more serious issues to discuss here on TDB. If you've been checking the weather reports in the north east part of the USA, you'd know there has been a lot of snow falling. Our back yard was piled high with the fluffy white stuff. My esteemed associate Joseph (Joey dog) Stephens and I are well adapted to such conditions. Instead of our usual neat and tidy buzz cut, we have our shaggy winter coats on. We have fur growing between our toes so that our feet stay warm. Our humans don't seem to like this condition so much because we tend to track more dirt and debris, not to mention clumps of snow, into the house, but they're willing to put up with it because they know we're warm outside when it's below 20 degrees. Well, any way, here we are rushing off to flush a flock of sparrows out of this bush. This is what our breed is supposed to do.
|(Don't worry. The birdies soon returned to the bush once we went inside.)|
|I went into the bush to make sure there were no mousies hiding there too. Can you see me? I'm in camouflage.|
|How about here?|
|Oh yeah. This is our other natural habitat: waiting for our yum yum reward for doing a good job.|