sentinel

There's a reason why the little kielbasa is willing to forego his daytime naps right now. Why he is willing to stare faithfully outside the back window like a steadfast soldier for most of the day whilst perched atop his little orange tuffet, patiently waiting for the planets to align.

Squirrels of course, will do, but it's the bunny sightings that really make his day.  And if he is really lucky, if I or his dad can suit him up in his blaze orange duds and unlock the door fast enough, he blasts off like a bottle rocket into the backyard, focused on a misguided mission targeting the places where he remembers the bunny to have been on previous encounters, rather than immediately going to the place where he just spied his cottontailed friend.

Baxter's reliably happy go lucky tracking strategy often gives me time to go back inside to get the camera after I've launched the little kielbasa cannon. But I, too, seem to be cut from the same "seconds too late, a few kibble bits short" fabric of our lives, which explains why this video starts just moments after Baxter flushed his bunny from its hiding place, and the little kielbasa yips with ear piercing delight while the object of his desire had already scampered safely away. :)