The Frenemy

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We have a new routine.  Every morning while I am getting ready to go to work, Maggie races between the backdoor and the front window on her search for squirrels.  There are whines and barks and mad rushing around.  She yips, she cries, she runs, she whines.  She must being seeing the squirrels as pictured above.

She often lets us know she needs to go outside by touching her nose to her leash by the back door.  About every 1.5 minutes in the morning, she is doing this.  Lies!  You just went, Maggie.  You just want us to take you so you can chase the squirrels.