Bunny here, with my latest tale from the dog park.
It seemed like just another ordinary Spring morning. We were there early on Thursday and there weren't any other dogs there. Blueberry and I had our run of the dog park.
Then, we heard it! A dastardly little intruder actually had the nerve to throw acorn shells at us. We let him know that we were on to him and he ran up a tree on the outside of the fence. Blueberry and I were in hot pursuit.
He stayed up in that tree, twitching his bushy little tale and no amount of barking on our part could convince Mom to let us out to get closer. We barked amongst ourselves and came up with a plan. We decided to go with the classic fake out, since he didn't seem like a very smart squirrel.
Blueberry went to the left and I went to the right. We decided to act casual and see if the little devil would come back down out of that tree. It got really quiet back in that tree.
Finally, Blueberry couldn't help herself. She just had to go back and see if he was still sitting up there. He was.
That brazen little fellow never did come back down, but we'll be back! Chasing squirrels is hard work, though. I'm going to rest up and I'll be ready for the next time!
I'm a girl living in the midwest with my husband and three greyhounds. Sometimes I share writing privileges with Bunny, the youngest of the hounds, as we write about the adventures, or misadventures, of our daily life.