The trespasser
Gavin and Patty jockeyed for the best position at the kitchen window. They wanted to see and bark at the dark stranger in the yard. He ignored them.
Gavin barked, “My yard!”
Patty yodeled, “Get out. You don’t belong there.”
Gavin ran to the back door and rang the sleigh bells like a street corner Santa on speed. “Let me at him.”
Patty leapt upon the radiator. “Why I oughta…”
“Quiet you two. Enough!” I dragged Patty off the radiator and backed Gavin away from the bells. “One more peep out of you and you’ll kennel up until you cool down.”
DH yelled down the stairs, “What the heck is with them?”
“Woo, Woo, Woof!”
“That’s it. Kennels.”
They retreated to their crates and I closed the doors behind them. Then I went to the bottom of the stairs to thank DH for the ruckus.
“You had to mention there was a big old crow in the yard using words they know didn’t you?”
“What?”
“You said, ‘look, outside, and yard’ and you used an excited tone. They ran to look outside and saw the damned crow.”
“Oh. Sorry about that.”
{Sigh} Is there such a thing as a quiet day?
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Doggonedmysteries 
Now I know Spring is almost here…saw my first two robins the other day and today 2 cardinals and a couple red-winged blackbirds were at our feeder out back. Yippeeeeee
I have to laugh, I know it’s one of those things that gets funnier the further away it happened, but it is funny.
Boomer loved pizza and Johnny’s always gave him a slice loaded with meat that had “fallen” on the floor. Very quickly we could no longer say or spell pizza, pepperoni, Johnnie’s, or the name of the street it was on. We resorted to such things as “Would you like something that resembles a manhole cover?”
Can’t beat that self-directed learning.
OMG! Never, ever say the P word in this house. If you do you risk a mugging by 130 lbs of BT.