Lucy warily eyes a squirrel which is thirty feet up in the silver maple tree.
Something caught her eye.
I saw nothing out of the ordinary. But then, I am not a dog so I obviously missed it whatever it was.
Even when relaxed and in a favourite place – on the couch between us – Lucy is ever on guard. An unfamiliar sound outside compelled her to raise her head and say ‘Boof.’
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At least two deer visited my work site overnight. The soft ground resulting from recent rains meant that their hoof prints were easy to see.
This Canada Goose stood guard while the flock grazed.
Lucy, ever on the lookout.
Keeps an eye.
Although Lucy is always ready for a game of Chuck-it!, she still keeps an eye on things.
This fox and I regarded one another with a mutually safe distance between us.
On a gloomy afternoon, a Snowy Owl watches me watch him.
A House Sparrow keeps a watchful eye on me as it cracks open a sunflower seed.