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. 
It seems to me you both have a "good Life".
ReplyDeleteWhat a good friend your beloved Maggie is.
ReplyDeletethat's funny!
ReplyDeletethanks 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?
ReplyDeleteI remember you sort of used to do that, walking miles along the railroad tracks.