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Nothing moves within eye, ear, or nose range of Chez Herd without being monitored carefully. Periodically, though, something may be spotted, heard, and smelled and, then, security status is high.
What is trampling in our woods?
Notice that Qannik is in the mix. You know the security situation is strong when the Q-Tip is called into action.
The Junior Team is ready.
While Big Brother Frankie is often involved in security, Typhoon and Cheoah are not often called into action.
Listening to retreat
Hu-dad never did learn the identity of the invader as it, wisely, decided to disappear deep into the woods.
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