Its also prime post-man barking position. Or delivery van, tradesman, neighbours, dogs, cats, birds, butterflies, caterpillers, ants, leaves that Dare To Move... you get the picture.
He spots the offender, flys to his feet in paroxysms of barking and then sticks his nose on the glass and wuffs at them. See the smearly glass. Nice.
All that defending of the castle can be exhausting on a small spaniel.
I'm much improved on yesterday. A trip to Miss 5's new school uniform shop chased away any residual overwhelm-ness - so cute in her new Uniform. Oh and cooked brownies and madelines for a family afternoon tea this arvo. That's helped too. Probably more than it should.