LoboGunLeather
US Veteran
I have always liked dogs.
Couple of months ago the house two doors down and across the street got a new owner. She has a small dog who spends a lot of time on the rear patio, and obviously prefers being indoors. The kind of annoying constant "YAP YAP YAP YAP YAP" only little dogs seem capable of sustaining for hours on end.
Yesterday, the house one door down and behind ours got a dog. Haven't see it yet, but it has the kind of deep bellowing "BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK" usually reserved for the larger specimens. It also seems to resent being relegated to the back yard instead of indoors with the humans.
Now the second night of constant and competitive barking, and I have noticed that there are at least two or three others within hearing range that want to join in on the fun. Dogs seem to be in tune with each others' moods that way.
Next door neighbor and my wife have been talking about the joys of trying to sleep with constant dog chatter in the neighborhood. Dear wife, relying on my vast experience working the streets as a cop, has asked what we can do about this little issue.
I lifted my shirt and showed her the knife puncture near my left kidney, received while handcuffing a doggy daddy who thought his BFF had every right to bark all night every night, and whose wife did not appreciate me handcuffing her dear husband just for shoving me and threatening to kick my rear end.
I let her feel my right lower jaw where it was broken and 4 teeth were lost in an epic struggle with the owner of a dog that liked to visit with the other neighborhood dogs all night every night.
We had a nice conversation about neighbor feuds started by barking dog complaints and lasting for years, with associated violence, vandalism, even some arson included.
I think she now understands that I like dogs a lot more than I like emergency rooms, surgery, reconstructive dentistry or the general mayhem accompanying neighborhood feuds.
I found some soft earplugs for my wife, and another set for the next door neighbor lady when she stops by for coffee in the morning and complains about the new neighborhood dogs.
Still, I really like dogs. Big dogs, little dogs. I really like quiet dogs, especially in residential areas.
Couple of months ago the house two doors down and across the street got a new owner. She has a small dog who spends a lot of time on the rear patio, and obviously prefers being indoors. The kind of annoying constant "YAP YAP YAP YAP YAP" only little dogs seem capable of sustaining for hours on end.
Yesterday, the house one door down and behind ours got a dog. Haven't see it yet, but it has the kind of deep bellowing "BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK" usually reserved for the larger specimens. It also seems to resent being relegated to the back yard instead of indoors with the humans.
Now the second night of constant and competitive barking, and I have noticed that there are at least two or three others within hearing range that want to join in on the fun. Dogs seem to be in tune with each others' moods that way.
Next door neighbor and my wife have been talking about the joys of trying to sleep with constant dog chatter in the neighborhood. Dear wife, relying on my vast experience working the streets as a cop, has asked what we can do about this little issue.
I lifted my shirt and showed her the knife puncture near my left kidney, received while handcuffing a doggy daddy who thought his BFF had every right to bark all night every night, and whose wife did not appreciate me handcuffing her dear husband just for shoving me and threatening to kick my rear end.
I let her feel my right lower jaw where it was broken and 4 teeth were lost in an epic struggle with the owner of a dog that liked to visit with the other neighborhood dogs all night every night.
We had a nice conversation about neighbor feuds started by barking dog complaints and lasting for years, with associated violence, vandalism, even some arson included.
I think she now understands that I like dogs a lot more than I like emergency rooms, surgery, reconstructive dentistry or the general mayhem accompanying neighborhood feuds.
I found some soft earplugs for my wife, and another set for the next door neighbor lady when she stops by for coffee in the morning and complains about the new neighborhood dogs.
Still, I really like dogs. Big dogs, little dogs. I really like quiet dogs, especially in residential areas.