Greetings, quivering civilians! I know you haven’t heard from me, Saya the Mighty, in a long time. That is because I have been very busy keeping northern California free of vampires, squirrels, and their pointy-toothed ilk. But once in a while I like to have a little fun, while still keeping myself in practice, say, by trying to beat out the competition to catch a ball when it bounces off the roof. See if I don’t!
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wile evrywun wuz distrakted by nitemarez and elekshuns and wotnot it seems that the gofers or sumbuddy tuk the oppertoonity to try to destroy my howse or at leest my yard chek it owt!!!
Greetings, quivering civilians! We still have visitors, and certain subterranean rodents seem to think that I, Saya the Mighty, may be distracted during this period, thus allowing their sappers and tunneling saboteurs free reign in my yard. How wrong are they? Very. THERE IS NO BURROW THAT SAYA THE MIGHTY CANNOT FURROW!
Saya the Mighty out!
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay sum may hav notisd in reesent pikchers that my bakyard is not as green as it yoozed to be bak wen trixie wuz keeping it sayf frum eevil perpetraytors and yoo no wot??? its troo!!! the fotografik evidense is inkontrovertibul!!!
* NOTE: Saya is not back in her cone. This video was captured the day before her stitches were removed.