On one side is a very old Golden. I see him come out every morning through mom’s window. I hate that dog. Sometimes he walks right into our yard. His mom never puts him on a leash and he is a good dog and stays with her, but he just strikes me wrong. He should not come into my yard. Once when we were both outside, mom let go of my leash and I bit him. Mom said I was a baddog. She was very upset with me. Now I’m not allowed to help dad in the front yard any more. It doesn’t seem fair because I never have left my own yard without permission.
On the other side are our newest neighbors. Two beagles. Man do I hate beagles. They talk too darn much. And they are crybabies too! I have a cousin who is a beagle. His name is Huckleberry and I like him just fine. He came and played with me last Christmas. So when these new beagles moved in I was pretty excited. But man oh man, they never seem to shut up. The worst part is in the morning when their owners put them out on the patio and leave for work and school. They cry and howl for an entire hour at least. It is a horrible sound.
Sometimes Rocky tries to tell them to quiet down and that it will be ok, their people will be home later, but I keep telling him it is a waste of time. They are just crybabies. Sometimes the Rotty’s get annoyed with it and yell at them to ‘Shut it’. But that doesn’t help either. I feel bad for when we have people guests sleeping on that side of the house. I’m sure it is annoying.
I thought when they first moved in, it would stop when they got used to their new house. Moving is scary business. But it has been six months now and they are still scared. I guess it is just something we have to live with. Thank goodness their people don’t go to work as early as dad does!
Resi is very intuitive!
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