I was sure I was going to sleep in this morning, so sure I had Jeff lock Gus out of the bedroom. Gus had other ideas. We taught him to ring the bells when he needs to go outside which I thought was brilliant. This was great right up until this morning when I am laying in bed at 8am trying really hard to sleep in. All I can hear is Gus frantically, endlessly and oh so annoyingly ringing his bells. I thought maybe he really needs to pee so I got up and let him outside. Being as I was up now I figured I might as well eat breakfast and have my good morning coke. I wasn’t paying attention when I let Gus back in so I did not see the body in his mouth. Now you might think since I used the word body that it was dead….not so. My oh so wonderful border collie whom I love so much (I am trying to remind myself of these things right now) had brought a not dead squirrel into the house. When I turned around and saw him he immediately thought oh boy that is not mama’s happy face and dropped the squirrel. The squirrel took this opportunity to make a break for it …inside my house. George Cat happened to be in the living room. She was so delighted by the fact that there was what she I’m sure thought was the largest mouse she had ever seen took chase. George proceeded to chase the squirrel through the dining room and into the living room where she cornered it in front of the front door. Now most cats would be intimidated by an angry squirrel that was not at all small. George descended on that squirrel like a bear on honey. My house now sounds and looks like a war zone and I’m trying to figure out how to separate George from what she has decided will be her breakfast if it kills her. This is when my trust labrador decided to intervene. Sheba does this often when she thinks anyone is playing to rough or being naughty. Sheba walked right over and like a bulldozer walked into the fray. George let go of the now once again free and very traumatized squirrel. I opened the back door and locked the kitties in the bedroom and now had to tell Gus meanwhile had done a very beautiful job of holding the squirrel in our entryway with his magic border collie eye. This made me wonder if I could get Gus to herd his squirrel back outside. Well that thought lasted about 2 seconds when squirrel made its break for it once again Gus gave chase thankfully to the kitchen and the open back door. I am going to look at this as a learning experience. First always check gus before coming back into the house. Second my cat is much more frightening than I ever imagined and I thank her for every day she lets us all live. Third and I already was aware of this but this is why we can’t have nice things.
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Surprisingly little damage for the battle this morning! I also find Gus’s I’m so sorry mom face rather cute.
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