Those are his favorites, but he's not fussy. If it moves, knocks or yells, he barks.
When we're out in the back yard he likes to bark at anyone who has the audacity to walk past on the road outside.
He's even not beyond barking at cars.
When we first collected him from the dog pound he was silent for 10 days. Nothing. Not even a low growl.
Now, a year later, he's all about noise. All the time.
I've been told he thinks he's protecting me. He wants to alert me to possible dangers. He wants me to know that he's there.
It's all with the best intentions but it's been doing my head in a bit of late.
I want to know where he learned it. How can he have gone from silent to going on and on and on?
Though here in Tweddley Manor we all have our own behavioral issues.
My eldest, for example, is a kid who never does school work. Ever. Actually that's not strictly true. He doesn't do his school work until the situation gets really out of hand, and then he spends a couple of weeks cramming everything until eventually it's all fine.
That does my head in too. The denial. The discovery. The nail-biting. The cramming. It's a process I could well do without.
This spring break was all about the catch up. 4 months of work was apparently caught up with is as many days.
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