The dogs live a very abused life. They live inside the house (or, at least, a part of it). They can come and go out the dog door into a very secure dog run. And survey their land. All I ask they pretend not to be lousy guard dogs.
Nikita thought she had found a play mate. She wooed and play bowed and wagged her tail.
Natasha, however, was very unsure of a stranger in her yard. She started to bark at him (yes, bark – I keep explaining that she should woooo, but it is a pretty weak wooo). As the repair man finished his work, he walked right beside the dog run. Natasha took one last bark, turned and ran as hard as she could inside the house. Once safely inside the dog room, she turned and glared through the window and barked again.
And people wonder why Sibes make lousy guard dogs.