The window sills at our house are about a foot off the floor which is a great height for me to rest my chin while surveying the front yard and street. I like to bark at people, other dogs and the various things I see as they go by. Pop has asked me what I’d do with the cars (or squirrels) I bark at, if I could actually chase one and catch it. I never really gave it much thought. I suppose barking at the things I see that are different and don’t seem to belong here is instinctive. Pop … continue reading »