My Friend Jax

Jax has two jobs. Keep the little people from stealing each other's hot dogs at night. He's so good at it he comes inside after 15 or 20 minutes because he's bored. He even leaves a hot dog out there on the side walk hoping the raccoons or fox will make a run at it but they don't even do that anymore. During the day he sits on his bed on my desk watching out the window hoping a rock squirrel will try and get up in a vehicle. It's rare and Jax makes them pay without hurting them.

I work in the dining room now so guests can find me easier and we leave the front door cracked so Jax can go outside. However twice rock squirrels have come in to face the wrath of Jax. They run to the opening under the book shelf first. Jax sleeps there now short cutting the process.