Buster takes his duties seriously and nothing is more important than protecting his humans from the feline menace. Every day he has to patrol regularly to ensure that no cat has breached the perimeter. This is something as a problem, as there isn’t a year round canine presence, so some of the local cats think that Buster’s garden is THEIRS.
When Buster sees a cat at the far end of the garden he starts off at a canter. Usually the cat runs away through the gate – job done. Some cats, particularly That White Cat, don’t leave with the required urgency, so Buster accelerates into a full run and the cat vanishes through the gate at about mach 1 – again job done. Or so one would think.
Today That White Cat was at the bottom of the garden, so Buster started to canter. The White Cat nonchalantly jogged towards the gate, so Buster went up through the gears. The White Cat, got the idea and ran through the gate just ahead of Buster, stopping when she reached safety. Buster secure in the knowledge that he had once again saved civilisation from feline catastrophe, started back up the slope. Halfway back to the house, Buster glanced round to that That White Cat had SNEAKED BACK INTO THE GARDEN! This time he went straight to top speed and That White Cat saw the error of her ways and fled from the charging dog.
While the fate of the world had been in the balance, Simon and P, Mop and J were messing around with gardening and paddling pools – it’s a good job that that they have such a dedicated hound!
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