Even the elements are playing into his claws! The wind broke a branch on the tree so it leans towards the house. It’s an ideal launch point for a weasel wanting to attack anyone leaving the back door.
I try to draw Rob’s attention to it by barking and looking up.
He thinks I’m barking at a squirrel and pats me on the head. He hasn’t noticed the danger.
It’ll end in tears…
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