Which is guarding the children while they play. She takes it very seriously until I come outside and then she has to see what I am doing.
Whoops, caught her laying down on the job.
She's a good girl. I forgive her for digging in my garden and pulling on the leash so much that we don't take her for walks.
And for getting out of the gate when we go for a walk without her. And chewing up toys once in awhile. Oh, and biting any box the mailman delivers to our yard. No, she really is a good girl.
