Window on the World, Er, Neighborhood

I heard the alarm. 

I was walking down the opposite side 

of the street. I'd heard it often enough 

before, coming from a back yard -- 

a very large yellow dog and his equally large 

ebony coated cohort, barking their warnings 

to passers-by. This time, however,

the bark was a bit muted. I looked around

to see the huge dog standing

in the front window of his home,

the sort of space usually reserved for

smaller breeds of dogs, Shih Tsu 

and the usual little yappers.

This guy, though, made the small dog

space a big dog throne,

where he gazed upon the passing throngs 

of 'others', and kept guard 

over his particular humans' territory.