Evening Shift

Greetings to all!  It's me, Maggie.  Yesterday evening, after dinner, we took Mom out on the deck for a little fresh air.  She had a treat with her, so we got right to work giving her what she wanted:

"Hey, Mom.  Got treats?"
"Oooh.  It's the Zuke's, Maggie!"

After that, we thought we were off-duty and could relax. so ...

"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"

We were into full relaxation mode, when Ragnar and I sensed someone down on the sidewalk on the other side of the field!

"Alert, Mags!  Alert!"
"Got 'em in my sights, Raggi!"

"Hi, Mom!  Look - we're on the job!"
"Focus, Ragnar!  Focus!"

"Right.  Sorry, Mags."
"It's OK, Ragnar.  I understand."

After that, we saw a bunny hop into Tao's yard next door, so we did what any self-respecting Siberians would do:

"Bunny!"
"Bunny!"

That's right!  We sat and stared at him silently.  It's what we do.

I had no idea Ragnar and I would end up working the evening shift! Fear not! We're Working Breed pups, and we thrive on this sort of thing! 

Yours sincerely, 

Margaret Thatcher