Boy, that was fun!
Casey found a small black bundle of fur to chase this morning. I’ve never seen him run so fast – the cat must have been grateful for that tree he could escape into, as otherwise I’m sure Casey would have caught him. But then when Casey started barking at the cat up the tree, Mummy called him and he had to leave sentry duty. So what choice was there but for me to take over guarding duty? – I had the poor little cat quivering in his paws at the thought of having to face me… But then Mummy blew her whistle, and I just knew I had to leave him as well and return to her – looks like all that training is rubbing off on me!