
My dog is scarily similar to Gladys Kravitz, the nosy neighbor on Bewitched. He is constantly staring out our windows and shrieking about the littlest disturbance that he sees. Today he was running from window to window letting me know that cars were driving by, kids were being let out of school, and that there are, in fact, other dogs in our neighborhood. My daughter is blissfully unaware of his barking. Thank heavens she got used to it all those months in utero or that dog would be spending lots of time in the windowless laundry room. The only problem is that while the barking may not bother her, it bugs the heck out of me! I wouldn't mind if he was informing me of something exciting like a nose-twitching neighbor or a wise-cracking Uncle Arthur walking down the street, but there is never anything that good. If you've seen one yorkie you've seen them all. I think maybe we need to move to Walden Pond so our nosy, and noisy, little puppy doesn't have anyone to spy on. Gladys may be funny to watch, but she sure would be annoying to live with. Trust me.
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