The Mighty Huntress

Whilst housesitting for my parents last Sunday night, I thought I lost their dog. I let her out to use the outdoor facilities. Forty-five minutes later, I had forgotten about her. This was only because she wasn't whining to be let in as per usual.

I panicked and threw open the door only to find her sitting with her back towards me, perfectly still.

Either rigor mortis had set in...or that pesky squirrel up in the tree next door was playing games with her heart.

After twenty more minutes of complete and motionless focus...

...she gave up the fight and came back inside.

Be warned, squirrel. She knows you're out there. She won't soon forget your taunting.