Once again, it's Thursday and Dante's in the garden, noticing that not much has changed, but his keen senses draw him closer to the fence.
In the far corner, Dante detects signs of a very recent introosion.
He turns, and quickly takes cover behind the maple tree ...
... as he spots the introoder, himself!
Here he is, the shameless thing!
Dante shouts out to him "Get out of my garden, trespasser! Dis is purrivate propurrty."
Dante is only met with stony silence, so he hunkers down ...
... and gives the infiltrator his deadliest stare!
And the brazen beast just stares boldy back at him!
"I am King of the Beasts", declares Dante in his most authoritative voice. "And you will do as I command!"
"Hie thee elsewhere, blackguard, for this is my domain!"
This, the squirrel could no longer deny. He bowed to the King and left swiftly through the treetops.
And this, for today, is the END OF THE TAIL!
Moral of the story: Even a King can have a CLOTHES call!