No Pitch Forks

An' mom was worried, lol. 
Mom an' dad said that maybe thin's had died down after the big "cat-gate" adventure of ours, when we had to lay low an' almost go into witness protection or somethin', since our pictures were splattered all over the neighborhood FB page (I still maintain it was the cat's fault...although Lexie really needs to learn to leave evidence behind an' not carry it back to the house like a trophy). 
It's been months....so, late last nite the folks decided to brave it all an' take us for a walk around the neighborhood.
Lexie an' I were all set...we don't have a problem goin' incogneatoooh....anythin' for a possible adventure, lol.
But as it turned out, everyone was locked inside their houses....there weren't even any cats loungin' under any cars or bushes. It was still hot, so maybe that was the reason. Mom even remarked when we were about halfway...that the walk was goin' pretty good, that we weren't bein' chased by anyone w/pitchforks, yellin' "murderers".
The cra cra dog still lives at the corner house, an' trashed talked us as we walked by. Lexie was w/dad an' she totally ignored him. I started to yell at him, but mom made me sit an' think about it.....so, I didn't. Like she said...he's probably jealous that he's stuck in there an' I was out an' about.
Then we met a guy w/a lil' weiner dog. The guy was nice, but that lil' weiner dog obviously had an elevated sense of himself an' was throwin' trash talk at me an' Lexie. We ignored him....he was just too silly to even bother with.
All in all, it was still a great walk.....not much goin' on...guess our reputation still precedes us. Mom's not sure that's a good thin', but me an' Lexie wear it proud. We don't care...our rules, you mind 'em or not at your own peril.
We were able to lay down some peemail in prime spots, to remind all the 4 leggers that we're still around an' we're still on the job.

New Stuff.....

Don't cha just love new experiences? I do......mom don't.

She knows I love ice. I love plain ice....an' especially ice from her sweet tea....but now....I've discovered somethin' new.....an' I don't want plain ice...nope....I want her ice from her glass of (oh my do it's so good!) vanilla cream soda!!!.....an' I don't just want the ice....I want my own bowl of that stuff w/ICE! 
An' I told her so! ...totally turnin' up my nose an' snubbin' the bowl of plain ice water she made me. Nope...I went right over to her desk an' pointedly showed her...her almost gone glass of vanilla cream soda.

She got the message...but it didn't turn out quiet like I wanted. To quote her, "to shut me up" (as if)....she drank it down to almost the "why bother" stage...then poured the rest w/the ice in my bowl.

Then set the empty glass on the table close by. (I think that was a pointed message). 

Well....not to be ungrateful....I drank it all down an' ate every cube of ice.....with gusto......then to be sure she knew that I knew that she was makin' a statement...I gave that empty glass lil' sniff, then walked by...right up to mom....an' dried my beard on her white pants to show my gratitude.

Imminent Danger.......

Yesterday was almost a repeat of the 4th....rain. But no wind an' not as much, justs off an' on. Just enough so the backyard just never had a chance of dryin' out, which didn't make mom super happy since she says Lexie an' I are like walkin' muddy mops (x 8). She finally just put down towels an' let it go.

Dad spent the afternoon drainin' the hot tub, 'cause the storm had pushed off the screen cover an' blown tons of leaves an' stuff into it. All those pretty pink flowers from the trees are all over the place, coverin' everythin' in sludgy brown.....

Then durin' the rainy afternoon, we all were inside snackin' an' just enjoyin' a movie time.....an' mom was washin' towels, lol.

It really was a pretty good day.

Last nite was when AHS had to go back to work.

Mom had closed outside at the first sign of trouble.

I posted myself at the backdoor an' stood (well, laid down...no sense bein' uncomfortable) watch for hours at the first sign of imminent danger.....the possibility of the household security bein' breached.

It sounded like a warzone goin' on right behind our house! Oh, I know about thunder...Lexie still thinks there's some "boomin' man"...but I know better, it's just some kind of cloud noise when it's rainin' hard. Good sleepin' weather as far as I'm concerned. She, also, thinks' them loud bangs are just another kind of "boomin' mens". Now, she might be closer to bein' right on that.

In the past, I've heard strange people behind our fence make those big bangs.....an' I've warned 'em to stay away an' yelled my displeasure at 'em.

This year, mom kept us inside at the first bang. So, I was reduced to just bein' able to guard the backdoor, in case they got into our backyard an' tried to get into the house. It's usually Lexie's spot when we're locked inside, but as head of security, I placed myself there.......she decided to protect the kitchen (go figure).

I can honestly say, that it was another successful AHS mission.....there was no breach....an' everyone was able to sleep soundly knowin' I was on the job.....includin' me. (After all. no one could get inside that door w/out me knowin' it....).