Smart Move

The dog growled as the javelina crossed the courtyard.

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Normally, she would spring up alert with her nose pressed against the window.  Normally, she would have paced impatiently back and forth between the window and the front door letting out a whistle that could only mean “let me at it…”  She would nudge the front door handle repeatedly to get my attention if I wasn’t yet up from my computer at the dining room table.   Normally, she takes her job of ‘securing the premises’ very seriously.  But this morning, at 5:00 AM, she knew that it was already too hot.  And so, she stayed reclined on the carpet under the fan uttering a token growl as we both watched the intruder strut out of sight on the way to the make shift watering hole under the yucca.

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