As I was leaving the house to take Tak for a walk, something told me to grab my camera and put it in my pocket. And here’s why. The roof dog. He was running back and forth from one end of the roof to the other barking at us as we went by. Every once in a while he would peer over the edge and then think better of trying to make the jump. I’m sure there’s some kind of story behind this, but I don’t know what it is.