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October 05, 2005

Barking 101

According to one of my exes, it is wrong to think of a kid as a little prick. Here was my defense: I can think of him as a spoiled brat, right? The answer is yes. OK, the kid looked at least 13. When does a spoiled brat make the leap to being a little prick? Now on to the story.

What do dogs like to do? Bark. What do dogs like to do more than bark at a person on the other side of the front door? Some fool running up and down the hall of your building with a squeaky toy. Yep, that is right, my sleep was disturbed last night by a moron profusely squeaking a dog toy in the hallway of my building. Every dog on the floor lost their collective minds. Fortunately, my dog comes to get me to show me what she is barking at. Interesting training note: If you bark at what they bark at they will come and get you to join in on the fun—and it’s a little liberating. Who needs to scream at the moon or “serenity now” when you can bark at a squirrel on the window sill?

I should not have to tell a kid that first and foremost you should not be in the hallway at 11:30 at night and second, you should definitely not be taunting dogs with a squeaky toy at any hour. One dog barked for an hour straight.
Little Prick...I thought it, I did not say it.

Posted by Kwaku at October 5, 2005 09:23 AM

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