I see what I see...

Hi. I'm Jazz. You don't know me, but I know you. At least I think I do.

You're the person in that car who keeps driving by our house. Or you could be the person who stops in front of our house most days, playing with the "pit stop" post at the edge of our driveway. Or you might be that kid who keeps hopping the fence in our backyard to play in the stream.

You see, I see all of you, but you never see me.

I see a lot when my human pets, Sweetie and Babe, are gone. I don't know where they go, but at least they always come home. I hang out in the sun room most of the time, and with 14 windows I can see quite a bit. So to kill the time, I've decided to keep a journal of all that I observe. I'm hoping that eventually it will help me make sense of things.

I'm beginning to notice a pattern. Most days, Sweetie wakes before the sun rises and leaves the house before Babe gets up. I just can't figure out why she sneaks out on him like that. This happens for several days in a row, then suddenly it stops for a few days. So the other day I decided to take matters into my own hands.

Once again, Sweetie had very quietly risen from bed and snuck into the bathroom, then the kitchen. She had just fed us and let me out for a few minutes. Normally when she calls me, I come right back, but this time I decided not to. She chased me around the yard for a while, using her flashlight to find me. But each time she got close, I ran. It was fun! (Though she didn't think so.)

Eventually, I noticed that the light in the bedroom had switched on. Aha! Babe was awake! So I ran past Sweetie, up the steps, and waited by the back door. Sweetie didn't seem pleased when she finally trudged up the stairs and let us in. In a few minutes I would be the least of her worries. That is, once Babe had caught her in the act of sneaking out on him!

To my surprise when we entered the house, Babe just stood there rubbing his eyes, while Sweetie pointed at me and barked. To make matters worse, Babe handed Sweetie her coffee, and she ran out the door. Babe didn't seem upset at all. In fact he was smiling at me.

So in the end, my plan didn't work. But at least I know now not to worry about Sweetie and Babe. They trust each other, and so I will too.

Now the neighbor... He's another story.