Hole Patrol

A key component to every Red Dog walk involves the unending quest to find the lair of the ever-elusive "Pink," the neighborhood feral cat. Often little more than a flash of fur or a ghostly feline apparition, Pink has become an near-obsession for Shiva and a subject of daily inquest. Few photos exist of the quarry, and those that do resemble the shadowy Sasquatch images from the Pacific Northwest. Note Exhibit A:

There is no way you will EVER catch me, you slobbering dog...

The challenge has been set before her, and the Red Dog will not give up until she has come nose-to-nose with her petite obsession...let's just hope that never happens!

Where to begin? How about where it all started...





After our initial inspection, we move on to the next point of ingress/egress for our little yeti...



Nope...not here...







...not in here, either...







...helloooooo...anyone down there?







Where could that stinky little kitty be?







We try and we try, but no kitty!







This one doesn't look like it's been used in years!






Curses...foiled again! Maybe now would be a good time to hop back the way we came to check the holes one more time...