Patrol

All this snow is putting a damper on my patrol routine. It is my job to patrol the parimeter. I have tried to do my job but the snow has been so deep, it makes it hard. I can only seem to keep up the minimum effort. I make up for it in the house by watching the front door. I also go out more often, I just don't stay out as long. It is hard work getting my people to let me out every 15 minutes then back in again 1 1/2 min.s later, but they are finally getting the idea. Phew!

What are they thinking?

My people started making me wear "shorts" again. I was just getting used to not having them on. It took a while, but I was really getting the knack again of spreading my scent around.

Especially when the new guy showed up, I really let the basement have it. He sleeps downstairs and I made it perfectly clear that this is my house.

I don't know what I am going to do now with shorts on. Hopefully, the message I was able to send out before was good enough to last until next time they stop putting these darned shorts on me.

New Guy

There's been a new guy hanging around. He seems pretty nice. I tested his ball playing skills and he does ok, but he smells different. I have been making sure he understands his place in the house heirarchy.