Who Let The Dogs Out, WHO, who, who, who?

It was a ruff night last night and I’m dog gone tired. The kids didn’t wake me. They slept like babies. It was the wild animal kingdom outside my open bedroom window that woke me.

It started with a single dog barking his furry head off, which soon spread to dogs near and far (I don’t care about the far off dogs, it’s the near ones I had a problem with). There were low growlers, high pitched yappers and assorted yelps in between. When I thought the canine chorus couldn’t get any louder, a screeching cat joined the cacophony…or catcophony in this case. To make matters worse, the woman in the house “kitty” corner to us (funny enough, not the cat owner, but the owner of the dog who started it all) began yelling, “Lucky! Lucky stop it!! LUCKY!!!” It took every ounce of self control I had not to yell, “Sir (this woman has a very deep voice), stop shouting at your dog and bring him inside!” She finally got Lucky under wraps. Then the cat settled down and the other dogs followed suit.

In the words of the Baha Men, “Who let the dogs out?” and why? It was midnight for dog’s sake, I mean god’s sake. The only dog who slept through it all was mine. Good boy Roger.

*This photo was cropped due to an obscene amount of dog genitalia. You’re welcome.

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  • LOL! I didn't sleep either last night due a restless 2-year old working out her pickle & chocolate cake dinner AND her big girl bed : ) Your post reminded me of last weekend, when my hubby came to my mom's place for the night on a break from renos. He didn't sleep past 4am because, as he put it, the "f&#$!' birds were screaming at me!"

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