Neighborhood Watch

Emme takes her responsibilities seriously as part of neighborhood watch. The problem is her definition of neighborhood. It extends as far as she can see: the neighbor's yards, the golf course, and the houses on the next street. She is vigilant in letting us know if there are people out there. She not only guards her yard but everyone's yards. Often her alert starts with the "rolling growl" where she goes "rarrr, rarr, rarr" deep in her throat. If that doesn't scare the intruder, she goes into full Doberman mode: big barks and dashing from the front window to the window in Ken's office or the back door. I am not sure why. She must think that she can get a better view from somewhere else. When that doesn't work, she dashes back to the couch in front of the living room window. A command of "quiet" and a spray from the plant mister are often necessary to regain peace in the house. No intruders are going to surprise us.