locked and loaded

Put tiny chumley in a room with a cat and I'm pretty sure I can tell you who will be the alpha pet. And it's not the long and short four legged boy in the furry wiener costume, if ya know what I mean. But put a cat in tiny chumley's backyard? Totally different story.

Calico Kitty made a rare return appearance in our backyard Friday evening, prowling about rather brazenly across the patio, and supercharging Baxter's homeland defense security system to Defcon 1 status for what I can only surmise will be the entire weekend.

Our backdoor, once just a plain ol entrance, has now been transformed into a missile launch bay, with tiny chumley locking and loading himself, ready and waiting to hear the launch codes that will send him like a rocket down the deck stairs and around and around our yard in search of his feline target.

Of course, calico kitty is long gone. But try telling that to the doxie rocket in my backyard.