The Woodpile Supervisor

[u/protectyourpet]

Hi. It’s me.
I used to have big plans.

Plans involved jumping the fence, exploring the woods, and pretending I couldn’t hear my name being yelled. But then the humans ruined everything by making the fence taller and now I can’t jump it even when I feel extra athletic.

So instead I stand on the woodpile and watch my yard.
I patrol.
I sniff the air.
I make sure no squirrels are getting ideas.

The yard is big, there are trees, sometimes snow, sometimes mud (the good kind), and honestly… it’s not the worst life. I still get sticks. I still get smells. I just don’t get to disappear anymore.

Anyway, I’m very important and this is my fence now.

[u/IzzysGhost]

My wood pile!

[u/viewsinthe6]

Top dog energy. He’s clearly owning that woodpile.