this is rosco's morning ritual. he bounces out to the edge of the deck and sits quietly, very, very still. he hardly moves a muscle. now and then, he'll rotate his ears a bit, maybe tilt his head. he's hunting squirrels. when the moment is right, he bounds off of the deck, hitting only 1 of the 5 steps going down to the ground, and the chase is on. if acceleration was the only factor, he'd catch them. but short legs don't win dog/squirrel races.
meanwhile, back inside.......rudy is rooting for rosco. really.