Mister Protects the Birdseed
Such a contest!! .... what a rivalry!!
Who will win? Its a cliff hanger ...
Slowly Squirrel comes to ground,
tail flicking up and down
than off he (or is it she?)
scurries to a box in the yard
that holds bird seed
on which this little thief will feed
as Mister The Dog watches
from his snuggly bed inside.
Away from this view, I hear
an insistant whine saying,
"Let me out ... NOW!"
It might mean Mister has business
to do and, since I don't know
for sure, I open the door
as off he tears to chase
the chattering squirrel
scrambling up the tree that
now has no leaves in which to hide
but strong skeleton arms to
hold it tight, as Mister jumps
and barks and lets Squirrel know,
"I'll get you next time!"
There's always a next time ....
Better squirrel chasing as it runs up the tree
than the cat who leads Mister on a chase
all around the neighborhood ...
but thats a tale for another day!
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