I call this Maggie's base of operations. From this precarious perch on the back of the couch, we watch the neighborhood for errant cats and pedestrians.
Maggie sees a young man walking by. This erupts into muted cough-like barking. We see a lot of foot traffic on this road due to a housing project nearby. It keeps Maggie busy. 
She turns to see if I am going to bark as well. I do and she erupts in a furious barking tirade guarding the house and yard. This happens multiple times a day. She nor I never tire of it. I guess we both need lives. 
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It seems to me you both have a "good Life".
What a good friend your beloved Maggie is.
that's funny!
thanks for the grin.
I like the little storyline narrative thing going on here. Maybe it would be fun to do a photo/journal/narrative of one of your days off through the neighborhood, or something to do with model trains?
I remember you sort of used to do that, walking miles along the railroad tracks.
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