Invasion

I didn't hear them come in but she did.

It didn't matter there were three of them. She was going to take them down no matter what. I awoke to her running through the house and shrieking in such a way that I knew immediately something was wrong.


It was when Sarah stopped barking as suddenly as she started that threw me. I called out to her -- concerned something had happened but she came trotting in to the living room with her tail wagging away.

To say I was confused is an understatement.

She needed some petting and then curled up in her bed and before I could say "What is going on ..." she was already out -- snoring loudly.

So I'm in the midst of a dilemma. I'm sitting here in my recliner thinking someone has broken in yet Sarah is peaceably sleeping and I hear no noise in the house. After a few minutes I decide she must have been dreaming or something. I don't know.

I settled back to watching the early morning news and I heard it. A deep growl coming from her -- something I have NEVER heard before. To hear her would have been to think she looked like a guard dog ready to attack. The hair on the back of my neck was standing straight up and I was thinking, "Great. Here I am with stitches and unable to move much at all. What am I supposed to do?"

By this point Sarah is sitting up straight and looking at the door. I'm reaching for my phone to at least text my brother so someone will know I'm in the process of being murdered. I mean -- it made sense to me at the time. Besides -- Sarah may have been sounding like a huge guard dog but her temperament is that of some cute little fluffy thing.

Confusion entered the room further as she continued growling but stayed rooted in her bed. She continued to growl but this time she was looking up at the ceiling.

"Someone's in the attic!"

But then she was growling and looking at the window.

The way she was acting we were about to be invaded via the back door, the attic and the front porch. I knew I had nothing that would merit such a well-orchestrated attack.

I started getting suspicious. "Sarah -- fess up. WHAT is going on?" She had no time for me. The attack was on and suddenly she ran around the living room like her behind was on fire. I felt like I was at a tennis match as I watched her run one way and then another and down the hall and back in the room again. It was nuts!

It was the last time she came running back in the room that I caught on. She was bravely protecting me from the three attack flies that had gotten in the house. I feel so safe. I'm in good hands. I can only shake my head.

A little chuckle to go in to the day ...

Enjoying the Journey,
Debra

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