My life has gone to the dogs!

They have eaten the couch. Okay, not such a loss as I didn't like it anyway and really they only ate the cushions, but that stupid foam all over the house was a real pain! I'm still finding pieces of the stuff and I took the couch out three weeks ago.

They are still actively trying to liberate the prisoner who lives next door. I have to go out every day or two and fill in the holes that have been test dug to test the enemy's resolve. So far the enemy is holding fast but the incarcerated victim is now actively attempting to aid the rescue effort.

Charley helps with the prisoner's exercise program by making him run up and down the fence while calling out instructions and encouragement.

The head of the excavation team spends long hours trying to recruit other members of the family to help in the efforts. Poppy can be seen regularly conducting practice sessions at training sites in throughout the yard in a never ending search for help in the plot to rescue the prisoner. Today the training exercises involved either digging for a mole or looking for the Evil Squirrel's hidden stores. At any rate there was considerable flying dirt, shallow trenches and a great deal of snuffling. Charley helped out some, while Hannah, Ashley, and Angel watched. Hannah stayed for the whole class while the other two simply lost interest and wandered off.

I kept expecting the Evil Squirrel to take advantage of the fixed interest of the dogs to lob a few acorns, but alas he must be sleeping. I have noticed that he seems to be a little slower these days. I wonder if age is creeping up on the little varmit. Of course, it could have been that the nasty little thing was waiting for me to be dumb enough to walk under the tree. HA! Not today you Evil creature!

Well, it's time to go... there is laundry to wash and sheets to mend... Yep, that's Angel's new passion, digging to nest in the bed and shredding the sheets in the process. Perhaps the next episode will include details about the goings on of the "Claws of Death!" In the mean time, I think I'll go enjoy the sun with Bernie who is napping on the back porch.