Changing of the Guard

Security is a serious business, so the changing of the guard is serious, too.

your turn

My patrol is done. Your turn.

5 Comments

  1. Little Reufus on September 2, 2013 at 11:17 pm

    Thiss reminds me a bit ob when Sam SheebDog clocks out and Sam E. Wolf checks in… :o)

    wif lubbs from Little Reufus

  2. Ice 'n Ayla on September 2, 2013 at 6:44 am

    Ayla sez: Hope Natasha remembers to tell Kiska to watch out for that bunch of squirrels trying to sneak in under the fence on the north side. They’re sneaky little varmints, I hear!

  3. houndstooth on September 1, 2013 at 9:02 pm

    It looks like a very somber and serious ceremony!

  4. Dennis the Vizsla on September 1, 2013 at 6:38 pm

    hello kiska and natasha its dennis the vizsla dog hay dont forget to punch in and owt so yoo git credit for the owrs yoo hav wurkd!!! ok bye

  5. Michael Jones on September 1, 2013 at 11:26 am

    Tough job but someone has to keep an eye for the errant squirrel or rat or deer

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