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Faithful Sentry

HyperDog has faithfully manned this corner of our kitchen for hours at a time, determined to prove that there is, indeed, some type of creature lurking within our walls, under our refrigerator or behind our garbage can....somewhere. Thus far, we have pulled out the refrigerator, have peered with a flashlight into every crevice and crack with a flashlight and have come up with nothing. Unfortunately our senses of smell and hearing appear to be failing in comparison to hers because she goes crazy at times - barking, whining and scratching. The downside is that it's driving us nuts with her acting all possessed-like. The upside is that she has been too busy stalking her phantom mouse to get into our bedroom garbage cans for the last 2 days.

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Unknown said…
Hyper Dog sure has a very good sniffer. Wonder what she’s hyped up about this time.
Anonymous said…
I bet a morsel of food has dropped from the trash can and landed in a crack somewhere. My pugs tend to scratch aimlessly (or not so) the entire time I am cooking. :-)

Nice to meet you.
Hanley Family said…
We had a dog that did that for awhile. We finally figured it out, though. We had rabbits under our porch. She could go crazy, especially at night.
Anonymous said…
could be termites or carpenter ants better call an exterminator and check the wall out from below...

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