So, I've been having a problem with my humans.
You see, I'm a dedicated family member. I love my humans and... I guess I even love my Floyd...
So, as a brave and bold Scottie, I see it as my role, no my DUTY to protect the family.
The time when I feel the greatest call to duty is when it gets dark and quiet and they all (including Floyd) head off to bed.
When they're asleep and vulnerable I stand guard near the back door and listen.
And you know what I do and I hear something?
I... BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK!!
It might be a car driving past... BARK, BARK, BARK!!
It might be a neighbour dog... BARK, BARK, BARK!!
It might be a cat climbing the fence... BARK, BARK, BARK!!
It might be.... Well, I think you get the picture...
Now, none of that is really MY problem. MY problem is that the humans just don't appreciate all my hard work! I mean, while they're all cozy and warm in their beds I'm up and alert and ready to do what needs to be done.
You know what I get for doing my job...? I get into... trouble...
They get up, rouse on me and try to make me go to bed. But I ask you; if they're asleep, and Floyd's asleep, and I'M asleep, who is going to stand guard?
We all know they can't be trusted!
For now I will do my duty, even though it goes unappreciated. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some sleep to catch up on.