In our computer room, there is a window that leads to the side yard. Often, our neighbors will sit in their backyard that borders our property, and Gus and Waldo often go and greet them.
It is not a surprise to find Waldo in this position:
After several days of him at his sentry post, I began to wonder why he was so fixated on the neighbors! He would often stand there and whine or bark--an irritating habit I could not understand. Until one day I took a glance outside and saw for myself what was irritating Waldo. Take a look for yourself:
Poor guy! That tree used to be in our backyard, squirrel-free. But my husband moved our fence (the dogs also used to play chase around it, and there was no grass left), and now he is unable to defend his territory from the eeevil invaders!