Woof woof woof arf arf arf arf ...woof woof woof...arf arf arf...this is what I am listening to this morning and last night and yesterday and the day before...woof woof woof arf arf arf.
There is a really big dog that lives in the backyard behind us, we not so affectionately call him Cujo. His owner is a single man who is rarely if ever home. Woof woof woof...arf arf arf. I feel sorry for the poor dog stuck in this backyard all day and night but I am reaaalllly tired of listening to him. Woof woof woof...arf arf arf...woof woof woof...arf arf arf. Sometimes Keith will go out there at 11 pm and squirt him with the hose. Woof woof woof...arf...eeek! Silence.