When mom got home from work yesterday, I was out on the deck as usual. What wasn’t usual was the lack of greeting. Normally I bark my happiness to see mom and normally I’ll stand on my hind legs, front legs on the rail & peer out at mom. Those things did not happen. Mom was puzzled.

Mom came inside and walked across the living room to look out on the deck. I just stood there and furiously wagged my tail at mom. She asked me if I was ready to eat. Duh! What a stupid question, I’m always in the mood for food. I get my bowl of kibble with a few spoonfuls of pumpkin on top. Yum Yum! I polished up my food bowl and was more than ready to go back outside…

Mom walked to the door to watch us run. Then she spotted it… the reason for my unusual behavior. Turns out I was standing in a certain spot when mom got home for a reason. It blocked her view of a certain prized possession that I had acquired while she was busy at work. I had caught myself a nice fat squirrel… again. Yes, this is not the first time that I have obtained this prize. Needless to say, mom did not let me keep my toy. And I didn’t even mess it up! It looked like it was just napping on the deck… laying on its side… not breathing… but how is that my fault?! I had to watch my new toy being placed in a bag and disposed of. I searched the deck from end to end, I even searched the yard. But my precious was gone!