<-Where the dogs will end up if dognapped
Friday, April 21, 2006
My fucking neighbor's fucking dogs
Are you so enthusiastic about something that you stay up super late at night- or wake up extremely early in the morning - just so you can do more of it? Well, my neighbor's dogs certainly feel that passion for barking. They love to bark constantly, as though their very lives depend on it. Not only do they love it- but their owners must love it as well because no one ever seems to tell them to stop barking. I have come up with a few possible explanations for this: 1) Perhaps the neighbors are making a "best of" howls and yelps CD, 2) The neighbors are assholes, 3) The pets are neglected and calling out for help, 4) They are actually breeding werewolves downstairs from me and I am in mortal danger, 5) Dogs just bark all of the time and I don't know this because I am a cat owner. There are many reasons why these dogs continue to shout out to the world.. but I am fed up. I seem to recall an episode of Seinfeld where Elaine kidnaps a neighboring dog and releases it into the countryside only for it to find its way back to its home. This plan had crossed my mind (except for it finding its way back) to end my sleepless nights of cursing dogs but now I have another idea... And that is to complain. To everyone. I am creating some flyers for the people's doors and for my whole neighborhood. I am hoping to shame them into paying attention to those dogs. I'll let you know how it goes.
<-Where the dogs will end up if dognapped
<-Where the dogs will end up if dognapped
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Are we neighbors? Because I have the same problem!!! One is a shetland sheepdog who thinks he owns the entire condo complex next to my apartment building. It's on a hill, and the parking lot creates sort of a "steppe" type structure, with the concrete retaining walls providing excellent acoustics for his incessant yapping. The other belongs to the scary, semi-retarded looking man who lives downstairs. If it weren't for the extensive background checks they run on every tennant, I'd seriously be concerned. This dog is a RAT TERRIER (read: high-pitched squealer). Several tennants have complained to both the property manager AND the police. Supposedly the guy bought an electronic "zap it if it barks" collar, but if that's the case he should get a refund (or actually put it on the little shitter). I listen to "bark bark bark" all night from the time I get home (around 8pm) til the time I go to bed - and then some. It wakes us up at 4:00a.m., 6:00a.m. and basically doesn't stop until I go to work in the city where instead of barking I am treated to traffic, construction, and salsa beats (heavy on the bass) all day. Instead of music, I rock out to silence these days because it is so precious and rare.
And by the way, I think reasons 2 and 3 can sum it all up. I'm a dog person, but a well-behaved dog person. People are assholes!!!
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