I got up too early this morning and rode a little bit of the Cycle Across Maryland ride. After deciding I was horribly unprepared and just plain tired I gave up, came home and took a three hour nap.

While I was laying on the couch, the little dog (Roxina)
(ok, that's not really the little dog, this is) started barking at something. Then the big girl (Ginger aka Gingy)joined in. I got up to discover a man right outside the door taking photos of the house. I told him to get off my property or I would let the dogs out. He was saying something but the dogs were so loud I had no idea what it was. As far as I know there is no reason for anyone to be taking photos of my house.
He seemed to be getting pretty cocky, going as far as to put his foot on the low wall of my porch, leaning forward and resting his forearm on his knee.

So I let Ginger out.

I had no idea how this was going to play out since I'm not the person who trained her but my gamble paid off.
She stayed on the property but told him in no uncertain,teeth-baring terms to get the heII out of there which he promptly did.

I'm so proud of my girl.