The ‘R’ Word

This is an ‘R’ Word. That’s what mommy calls it. It looks a lot like a raccooner to me. That’s what daddy calls him.

R words try to come in my yard but mostly stay on the fence. When I see them they run away up a tree. I wish I could run up trees. I like to walk on logs. Squirrel goes up trees too. Sometimes the small squirrels (mommy calls them chick-monks or something) go under the deck. That makes them hard to find or play with or chase.

The R Words are almost as big as me, but they still run away because i’m a dog and it’s my yard. One hissed at mommy one time.

This ‘R’ Word just hung out in a tree for a long time. Staring at me and daddy. It looks scared of me, doesn’t it?