Sitting At Attention.

Glancing out the window I spied Bosco, the neighbor Shephard, sitting at attention with ears pricked forward, staring intently at my window. I'm unsure what, if anything, he can see through the lace--shadows, movement, me or the furkids?  Not wanting to appear rude, I said, "Good morning Bosco."

At the sound of my voice, his ears twitched catty-whompus, a puzzled expression crossed his face, and he did the Doggie Head-Tilt.   I'm quite used to seeing the Doggie Head-Tilt. Most dogs perform it at one time or another when they are in my presence.

Or maybe Bosco was reacting to Moggy, who at the very moment I spoke, jumped in front of the lace to sit and preen on the window sill.

Poor pup is probably still wondering how come the cat can talk.