The Barkers

I have to share my warren with three woofs.  There is an old grump woof, and two little woofs.  I call them the Barkers, because when the mailman comes they bark.   When there is another woof walking by the warren, they bark.  When there is a kitty outside they bark. 

But they don’t bother me too much.  As you can see, the littlest Barker isn’t much bigger than me: 

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