The Barking Dog
My neighbor is exasperated, my dog barks and this prevents her from working.
I found her yesterday morning wandering from house to house to complain about all the barking dogs. I’m two houses away, the other problem dog is four houses away and across the street. She’s never liked my parenting, because my son has guns. Oh, and by guns I mean little green pieces of plastic. My dog barks when people pass in front of the house, it beats the fuck outta waving my pistol at them. I let the dog bark. It’s good.
Today when I left the house, I had Junior stay inside, as opposed to allowing him to be in and out. When he barks from upstairs to down, I can’t hear him. I wanted to be considerate of my oh-so-fragile neighbor.
I certainly don’t want to be unfriendly with a neighbor, but she has very important work to do, and don’t I know she works from home.
What the fuck does she think I’m doing?