Sweet Pea here.
Last week I posted about hearing a woofie in the back yard behind ours, and you all had lots and lots of questions...well, I've got the 411!
But first, a selfie I took while I was conducting impawtant research into this disturbing situation:
Anyhoo, the woofie is a Doberman named Nigel, and he is two years old. His owner (Dogs have owners? Cats have staff!) is a nice lady who has owned the house for years but has never actually lived there. It may be a temporary arrangement (personal issues) or it may be a permanent move, although for us it doesn't seem like it's going to matter. Nigel never barks and our wall is too high for him to leap over
and devour us, thank Cod. We only know if he's outside when we hear his tags jingle on his collar while he's snuffling around in his own yard. Mommy (that horrible woman) has petted Nigel and found him to be a "really nice boy". She will try to get a photo of him...it remains to be seen if we'll let her post it on our blog though, she was covered in woofie-cooties after she scritched Nigel and has yet to be forgiven.
In the meanwhile, I'm on the lookout.
XX Sweet Pea XX
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