Wally and Bruley -- Your Friendly Neighborhood Squirrel Patrol

Walking with these two, you get a sense of the dedication they have to keeping their neighborhood safe from the criminal underworld of squirrels that exist in many different areas of Southern California. If you don't know what I'm talking about...well, that's just how this network of sinister fuzzy tailed menaces prefers it.

But these two valiant canines are on the case. It's tough out there on the street. The squirrel is a wily adversary, always on the move and hiding in places where you least expect. Wally and Bru know how squirrels think, how they act, where they hide. To an unsuspecting dog walker who isn't familiar with the constant struggle between these two foes, things can get a little hairy. This is no place for an amateur.

The patrol unit sniffing for clues. 

Word had gotten around that a particularly sinister squirrel had been spotted in the area, and so courageous Wally and Bruley began their investigation. Looking high and low, they sniffed around looking for a hot tip. But this squirrel was a clever one and he was determined to best our dynamic duo.

We walked the beat, asking the good citizens of West Hollywood if they had seen or heard anything. But no one was talking. Perhaps they were scared. Had they been intimidated? Did the squirrel get to them before Wally and Bru could? No one was forthcoming. But that didn't hinder these two.

They don't give up that easy. So we pounded the pavement some more. Checking for any evidence of the squirrel's whereabouts. Broken nutshells, tail fur that had been left behind. But squirrels are very careful not to leave behind a trail. The boys looked high and low for any indication there had been squirrel activity. 

But there was none. Frustration started to set in. Maybe the squirrel had already beat it out of here. 

Until...a sighting! The squirrel they were looking for had made one false move...and the CHASE WAS ON!

I could barely keep up as Wally and Bru rushed after that pesky squirrel! Alas, the little troublemaker proved too quick and crafty for our patrol unit. Finding solace in a tall tree, this day went to the squirrel. He sat there, smug, looking down at our brave soldiers. 

Wally and Bruley had no choice. They had to let him go. They had nothing incriminating on him anyway. The bust would have just been thrown out of court. No, these two had to wait and catch him red handed. 

Until next time. The boys walked off and the squirrel just laughed at him. His little squirrel laugh resonating in all of our ears as we left.

You win this round Mr. Sinister Squirrel.