I'm in the doghouse.Rob hasn’t spoken to me for two days but Barbara gave me treats when he wasn’t looking. She understands the importance of food, setting traps and being alert. I’ve been on guard duty all day, keeping watch and presenting a visible presence on the lawn. Just let Brian and his hoards try to get past me in the open.
I know an attack is imminent. I need to recruit sympathisers and work on another plan.
And I need to rethink a strategy that doesn’t involve digging up Rob’s lawn…
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