I went to visit my family for Christmas, something I haven’t done in a few years (visiting at Christmas, not visiting in general). Harriet, of course, went along. She appointed herself as head of Neighborhood Watch, and spent a good deal of time at the windows, keeping an eye on things outdoors. There’s not a whole lot of foot traffic by my mom’s house, which is probably a good thing. Every time anyone walked past, even if they were on the other side of the street, Harriet told them to go away, please.
And, in case you weren’t aware of it, Harriet is a rare variety of Pocket Boxer. Or so she thinks. She was perfectly happy to be picked up and carried around by Andy. I think she secretly enjoyed the higher vantage point.
Harriet also spent a lot of time sleeping (supervising an entire neighborhood is hard work!), which, of course, meant she was well covered.




