Just walking around minding my own business - in MY backyard, when I came across this so-called "Kenneth" thing walking through the garden. How dare he!! Well, I made sure he knew he wasn't welcome. Put on my loudest bark, then ran at him. The coward! He took off and scooted up the nearest tree. Then he had the cheek to sit there looking at me with this nasty grin on his face. Of course he knew I couldn't climb the tree, but I made sure he knew what I thought of him. Have to say he was pretty upset because he growled at me. Awful noise.
Of course it brought out the oldies and they carried on in the way they usually do when Kenneth comes around. All oohing and aahing and "Hello Kenneth - lovely to see you." Raced inside for the camera and took a million shots until Kenneth got sick of it and went to the top of the tree.
And all I got for my pains was a telling off and put inside until I calmed down.
Life is so unfair.