Was doing a bit of household cleanup today. To facilitate this if rolled both the recycling and trash cans into the back yard.
Young Master Auggie has rarely been so agitated...
These monsters have invaded his land and demand he be on point to protect us.
Initially, he was so put off he refused to walk past them even to come inside. I had to sequester the bins somewhat out of sight around the side of the house.
He found them again; just after he'd calmed down. It starts again.
*bark, bark, chuff, snort, bark, bark intensifies, chuff, snort, bark*
Waste Management, I'll be calling about a possible credit for Corgi trauma.
Slimed 
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