The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark, but the senior security team was quite clear that there was time for one last patrol of the evening.

Ok, one last lap around the perimeter.

One of Hu-Dad’s strict rules is that we must sleep inside at night. Something about wild creatures roaming our woods, though we think it may have something to do with preventing 2 a.m. choir practice.

Anyway, since we all sleep inside at night, our last patrol of the evening must be solid to make sure that every creature knows to leave our space alone.

The Queen taking security seriously.

We have noticed, however, that some members might be something less than enthusiastic about a late patrol.

Are we done yet? I have a pillow waiting on me.