It's a Dawg's Life! 2

Archie has a pretty tough existence. He works tirelessly in the garden, digging holes to improve drainage; thwarting potted rhododendrons (the more expensive they are the more dangerous they are apparently) and warning off all those dodgy-looking characters who live in our village. Now forget your local hoodies...Archie 'knows' that they're just big softies in disguise...no, Archie saves his most blood-curdling growls and snarls for his biggest, darkest enemy...his Nemesis...the eighty-two-years old lady who walks her poodle past our gate at around 10am every morning. She, according to Archie, is 'THE EVIL ONE' and she must DIE.

I spotted His Majesty lying in wait for this arch-enemy this morning. I'd been trying to take a still life of H's home-grown pumpkins but I wasn't particularly satisfied with the results so I turned my camera on Archie instead. He's just cocking his head because he hears her stealthily approach...creak...creak...creak...those artificial knees are a dead give-away. A split second later he hurtled up to the fence doing his best impression of the Hound of Hell.

Note: Archie has two expressions: bewildered and 'intelligently alert'. We only see 'intelligently alert' at 10am in the morning or just before supper...other than that he's permanently bewildered.

It's a Dawg's Life!