Instinct ....Stinks



Well..something really weird happened to me today. I went outside to do my thing. I was going through the usual motions...you know....looking for my special spot...... seems it moves around a lot.....my special spot.......... Anyway....while I was looking I caught a wiff of something wild. Turns out it was that darn squirrel that Rascal is always trying to catch. I couldn't resist it! Wow! I guess I do remember chasing a few squirrels at the old place,now that I get to thinking about it....I believe I caught one once!.....Course I was a lot younger and a few pounds lighter.
Yeah .....I think it's something called instinct........You know that I would never try to catch a squirrel if it was up to me. You gotta know that!.....Right?!

Where is Rascal anyway?!  He's the one that's supposed to be chasing the squirrels!....I'm not supposed to be trying to climb trees and chase squirrels! .......I don't even like squirrels!....This is no fun at all! ..........I could really do without this thing called instinct!
Hey Rascal!....Where is that crazy mutt?
 If he hurries maybe we can tag team this tree rat!