This is from a couple of weeks ago:
After a couple uneventful weeks with the old guy next door, I was beginning to think I wouldn't have anything to write about. Thankfully, he delivered.
Kal has taken to reclining on the back of the couch that sits in front of the large picture window at the front of the house. He loves this spot. He especially loves it because he has a nice view of the front sidewalk and can bark at any possible intruders. Great guard dog, except that if anyone actually made it inside he'd jump all over them, begging for affection.
From the hours of about 3-6 p.m., our neighborhood seems to be quite busy. Kal barks every 10 min or so, and nothing will shut him up. He doesn't respond to yelling, loud clapping, nothing. Yesterday I was getting ready to go out to dinner, and I was beginning to lose my mind from the barking. There's not much I can do to stop him from the shower.
So, he's going crazy, and I finally run down the stairs, grab him by the collar, see my neighbor standing in front of our house, and make Kal go out back for a few minutes. Within seconds, the doorbell rings. Guess who?
This time, he tells me not to hit the dog (which I didn't). That he's a dog, and that's what dogs do. He also wanted to tell me another dog walking by had started to come up our steps, which was why Kal was barking (this time).
Here I am mortified that we've become the house with the loud, obnoxious dogs that never stop barking, and I'm getting scolded for trying to make him stop.
