I spend most of my day sitting on the couch peeking out the window. It's the perfect setup for me. I frump out and just peer my eyeballs over the back of the couch waiting for a good opportunity to pop out and bay at the world. Watching people jump because I startle them is very satisfying.
Here's the thing. Most of the neighbors have caught on to my game and so they avoid our sidewalk. But there is one fellow...he actually has the audacity to come up to the front porch. I watch him walking up and down the block. Every morning...rain, snow or shine. And every morning (despite being scolded) I bay at him from the moment he hits our front porch until he is well out of my sight. And even then I usually try and get outside so I can track him.
The other neighborhood dogs don't seem to be so fond of this guy either. Maybe it's his blue outfit or that mystery bag he's always got with him...I wonder how long it will take for me to scare this guy off. I've tried all sorts of barks at him, but he keeps coming back. I'll have to sleep on this one.
WOOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOOOO
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