bark bark bark

bark bark bark

bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…bark…but still worth having the window open. Good night.

NOTE: We haven’t yet moved into our new house. This is an old, innocent dog from the old Ragsdale neighborhood.

9 thoughts on “bark bark bark

  1. Oh, that’s good to know, was stopping by to ask you if this was at your new house and if you were getting any sleep from all that barking! πŸ™‚ Love the painting, and all those words across it…and underneath; very effective and very funny. That’s a lot of typing! Thank you for another great post. πŸ™‚

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    • Thanks for stopping by, Janette. I added that last line because another friend wondered the same thing. We’ve decided to do some renovations at the new place before moving in…nothing fancy; but, we’re exercising a luxurious option by extending our stay in the old place for several weeks while the work’s being done.

      Here’s my theory about the dog in question. He or she is put out back for a few hours between 10:30 pm and midnight while the nearly deaf owners sit in front of the TV at full volume. Etc. The dog’s yelling, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in, let me back in… (copy and paste). At some point, after a few hours, they let the poor, lonely, hoarse dog back in.

      Who knows what’s in store for me at the new place. Thanks for visiting and commenting!

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      • You’re funny! πŸ™‚ …..Good to know, thanks…As for renovations, ( though I’m thankful for them…afterwards) I’ve lived through a few noisy ones! Those nail guns, can be as bad as an incessantly barking dog; (mind you, I do love dogs) certainly is a luxury to not have to be there when it’s happening. Though, I am used to a bit of: power tool, hammer, and sawing symphonies – my lovely dad was a builder/carpenter (he died at nearly 86 a few years ago, my much loved mum is still going quite well). Hope you have a lovely day. All the best, Janette. πŸ™‚

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      • Please give your mum an extra hug for me. I’d give anything to hug mine. I was only 21 when she died 38 years ago. I can still picture her up on a ladder, heavy steamer plate in one hand, scrapper in the other removing wallpaper while we were remodeling our dining room. My dad remarried and lived another 13 years. A heating and air conditioning salesman, he’d walk into any room, residential or commercial, and work his cigar to create a huge cloud of smoke that allowed him to identify, based in the circulation, who sized and sold the air handling equipment and who installed it. Thanks for reminding me of parents. Don’t forget that hug.

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      • Hi Paul, Sad to hear about your parents; glad that I brought back some memories of them. πŸ™‚ Certainly will give my mum a hug from you, and when I tell her the back story to that hug, she’ll really appreciate it – she’s got a very warm, kind heart. Hope you and your wife have a lovely trip away. All the best, Janette. πŸ™‚

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  2. Love this!! it is the sound through my window many nights fromt he house accross road. It used drive me mad but then the poor dog started to sound tormented we have tried to get ISPCA etc to come have a look but then the dog disappears… very sad.

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