I’ve been having a bit of a problem lately. Nothing huge. In fact, it’s quite minor compared to most problems, but it’s so pesky, so annoying . . . that sometimes I want to scream at the top of my lungs.
We had a very difficult time finding an affordable house when we moved back to Illinois. We had to settle for a few things that we didn’t want, but nothing drastic. I love our home, but two of the things we didn’t like were the small garage and the tight vicinity between houses. No big deal though, we can handle those things, right?
No one lived in the two houses behind us for the two years we’ve lived here, until three months ago. Both of them sold at the same time, and both of them moved in with dogs.
You might ask, so what’s wrong with dogs? You love dogs and have one yourself, Lori.
It’s not the dogs that I have an issue with, it’s their people.
One neighbor lets his dog out at 4:30am every morning, and it barks from that time until evening of the same day.
One day when I’d been awake since 4:30am due to the barking dog, I let Max out. When their dog heard us in our yard, it decided to ram the fence viciously, and Max responded in kind. If one knows anything about dogs, yelling from a distance when they are in mad focus mode does not get their attention. So, I did not call to Max, but instead, rushed over to grab him by the collar. On the way there, I fell. I did not hurt myself, but that was the last straw.
The neighbor came out and started yelling at his dog (as stated above – wrongo). When he saw my head pop up over the fence pulling Max in tow, he waved at me with an oblivious smile on his face.
Warning; this is that one time I lost my temper.
Yeah, in a not-so-nice tone, I told him that his dog barks right by our bedroom window at 4:30 in the morning, wakes us up and then continues barking all day. I said, “the constant barking is rude to do to neighbors, so please do something about it.” I didn’t cuss. I just walked away and slammed my door. I’m not proud of it, but there you have it.
That was about three weeks ago. What happened since? Good news is, they stopped letting the dog out at 4:30am. Bad news is the barking starts at 8:30am and goes until dusk while I’m at home trying to write. Sometimes I want to tear my hair out.
Here’s a link to a video on facebook with the dog barking.
I have some gentler things in the works to try and fix this situation. Wish me luck. In the meantime, it got me thinking about my own dog(s). I’m so very blessed to not have issues with mine. It certainly helps that I know how to train them, but I’d like to share a little about my own pets and hope to in my next post.