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I apologize for not writing in my blog yesterday, but mom and I were just feeling too bad. Mom still has her headache, but I’m not throwing up anymore; thank goodness.

When I went outside this morning, I did my usual patrol around the perimeter fence. When I got to where Katy is resting, I smelled a rat. Indeed, it was a real big and chubby rat; at least that’s what mom said. I smelled it before I saw it. I tried to creep upon it, but I guess I stepped on a leaf or something–usually I pretty good about sneaking upon things. I think it saw me at the same time I saw it.

It started running toward the front gate, and I was right behind it. It just barely escaped. I turned around and saw mom coming towards me, and so I started running up and down the front fence line–the one by the highway. When mom got to the gate, she stopped and started looking around to see if she could see what I had been chasing. Lo and behold, it was just sitting across the road looking back at us.

I barked my frustration, but mom said I did a good job; that I was a great guard dog. I was protecting Katy and the rest of my family that rests under and by the tree.

I bet that dirty rat doesn’t come back here anymore. But. if it does, I’ll be watching.