...aarrr...AAARRR...AARKK! (repeat endlessly)

[sammythecat]

A neighbor's hunting beagle is running around the woods in back of my house just enjoying the hell out of his Saturday afternoon and ruining mine. Sometimes he's distant, then he's right outside the window. He moves away, he comes back, he stops, he starts. He expert at shattering nerves.

The little bastard shows up about every other weekend. Sometimes I spot him before he gets here. Way off in the fields I'll see this little brown and white object zig-zagging it's way right toward me and I think "OH, CHRIST! here comes trouble".

That's all, just had to vent. It's the only thing I'm able to think about right now.

[Jamastiene]

1. When hunting dogs bark like that, it REALLY IS

the only thing you are able think about. There is a pack of them near where I live. The whole damn bunch goes off together in a chorus of hound dog half howl half yapping. It always makes me cringe.

[sammythecat]

2. He collapsed from exhaustion a half hour ago

or else he went home. It's all better now but he was busy from around 1 this afternoon until long after dark, almost 7. :mad: He has an amazing amount of energy.

I shouldn't have called him a little bastard. He's annoying, but a cute, happy little guy. He'll come up to me for 30 seconds (all he can spare) if I approach him. He has a collar and tags, and he's clean and healthy looking, so I know he has a home. Just wish he'd stay there. Or at least learn some sort of ninja type technique for chasing rabbits.

[emilyg]

3. Put a Valium in some hamburger meat and

toss it to the dog.

[sammythecat]

4. Really,

If I have one valium, there ain't no dog gonna git it.

It might help me but, honestly, when that dog shows up he's red-lining all day long. I'm not sure Marlin Perkins ever had a dart that would slow this guy down.