Sitting in the easy chair, watching a little tube, when suddenly the Exterior Guard goes batsh*t crazy and takes off to kill or drive off the interloper. As all the goatlings are out and would make a tasty meal for our local predators, I take an interest. There is much noise and commotion, but little purposeful action. Knowing they're better than the TSA, I keep looking and listening, when suddenly the canine high-fives break out and they start their happy dance. Another jet from KCI has been...