Dubs was persistent. So, I walked out back and indeed, there was Dublin barking furiously at the bottom of the door that lead to the back yard. What in the heck was he barking at? Gus certainly would not be at the back door, he rarely ventured off the front porch. Upon closer inspection I saw a shadow move under the door. Hmmmmm, who was out there? Through the window there she was, Precious Pig. She was back trying to find a way onto the porch again. Just a little while earlier she had found a way in and snuggled into Ellie's blankey.
Poor Dublin. He was just trying to protect the area of the house that he thought of as his own. Poor Precious Pig, all she wanted was a nice place to sleep.