The Midnight Drama

Kwanza, the overzealous protector

If asked whether or not we have any animals? I would tell you that we have two of the most adorable puppies... I mean viscous, mean, canines who won't let anyone get pass them... I hope. We keep dogs for security purposes (as we are informed by our dear and beloved father). We have called our dogs, puppies, since we got them and this name does not signify their size, our dogs happen to be pure African mutts (a mixture of German shepherd and another few things that we are not sure of).
 The other night I was rudely awaken by the hiss of a cat and the thunderous reply of two dogs who objected to having a cat on the wall of our back yard. It is not unusual for dogs to hate cats and I'm afraid ours are no exception. Twice we have found dead cats in the yard and once we had to rescue a cat from the clutches of the dogs. It being midnight and it being right outside my window I was the most concerned. I lay in bed praying that they would quiet down... they didn't. Soon dad came in to see what the dogs were up to. He even went outside to check out the back wall, but we could see nothing. So with admonitions to the dogs to be quiet, Dad went back to bed. So there I was waiting for the dogs to be quite. Finally while I was looking out the window I saw a cat scurry across the wall and into the neighbors yard. So peace finally came.
By Emily Swain

Kelele, the handsome dope

Kwanza