Yesterday morning the dog came to me whining and pestering and moving toward the door. I went with him and opened the carport door. He kicked it into high gear and ran into the front yard, so I followed him.
Geese in the yard! A pair of Canada geese had the effrontery to land in his front yard, and he could not let that challenge go unmet. He charged the geese and they took flight, literally, up the road toward the highway. Then, the dawg turned and strutted back to me, the last dog in the fight.