Not that darn squirrel again!

There I was, happily eating my breakfast, when I heard a mighty crash in the garden. Luckily the patio door was open so I dashed out to investigate. There is was, that darn squirrel trying to eat the bird food again.

Now I don't particularly enjoy sharing my garden with anyone. I am a German Shepherd Dog and I like to guard my territory, but I promised mum that I would stop chasing the birds, even that blasted blackbird. My mum however, is always chasing that little critter out of our garden. She was busy in the kitchen this morning, so I thought I would see him off.

In my haste to reach the tree, I forgot about the pond, and crashed head first into the deep end! Goodness it was cold! Hearing the commotion, mum rushed out into the garden and grabbed hold of my head (it was the only part of me above the water). Realising I was too heavy, she started screaming for dad to get me out. I was frozen to the marrow I don't mind telling you, and that blasted squirrel fled laughing into the next garden.

I will get him one day, and when I do!!!