Every time I go outside Maggie feels the need to extradite any various fauna in the yard. She came so close to getting a squirrel today. It became confused and couldn't remember to either go through the fence or over it. It doesn't help that I'm telling Maggie, "Get em! Girl!" It is a fun game for her as well as for me.
We went for our walk today. I didn't feel like going, but Maggie was giving me her 1000 yard stare. More dead squirrels were on the roads which makes me wonder how prolific the squirrels are at replacing their population.
Now? It's a waiting game. I never know when dad will come with my medication on the weekends. Sometimes it is three in the afternoon. Sometimes it is nine at night. I hate the wait and have to fight the urge to call and cajole.