Pogie the Protector

Last night, there was an upset squirrel in a tree near me when I was sitting on the back deck and I startled.

Pogie (who is our anxious pup) ran over with super-pup speed from the far corner of the yard. She checked on me. Licked my face. Stood over me. And then proceeded to stare up into the maple leaves, staring down the poor squirrel, who was obviously having a bad moment.

I love her.

She checked on me, comforted me, and had my back even when I didn't really need it.

This is her surveilling the yard right after.

May you all have a Pogie.