A doggy's work is never done.
Every year a kingfisher visits the pond, dives in and steals some of my fish. Such is nature.
All the other dogs ignored the bird.
Just inside (after reading the squirrel the riot act) and slightly soggy from the rain, the kingfisher arrives with his loud call, and Abby is out the door again.
The bird is not happy and chatters at her. Abby, with Minion Tar in tow, gives it right back.
Tar comes in to dry off. Abby is still on patrol.