At this very second I am listening to an unhappy pooch yap it's stupid head off. I am ready to bust apart with irritation to be quite honest.
My neighbour lost her husband a while back and then decided to go south to Arizona for the winter. In so doing she has asked a friend to house sit. Nice. But the dog that moved in with them is the nastiest peace disturbing canine of any I have ever had the misfortune to know... and that's saying something because when I lived in town some years ago, I had a neighbour with a Basset Hound that wouldn't shut up day or night. (Teapot said that it was because it dragged it's nether regions in the snow and it's balls were just about frozen off). I was so delighted to move to the country where my neighbour was farther away and I didn't have to worry about yapping pooches in the middle of the night, that I thought I had it made. But here I sit, almost ten years later, and the neighbour's dog is stirring up the shit in the neighbourhood once again. I walk out on my deck on the way to feed the rabbit and the dog starts yapping. It can see me through the trees and thinks that I am invading his privacy. I can only imagine what it will be like if these people stay on in the house for the next while and on through the summer or God forbid if the lady who owns it decides to sell it. I certainly won't be able to enjoy the peace and tranquility of the deck with that thing barking all the time. This morning something has really set it off and the darn thing hasn't stopped barking for well over an hour now. I've been sitting here wishing evil on it!
There's something to be said about living in the country... I love it... I love my house... I love this place... I love the birds and wildlife... and most of all I love the serenity afforded by living here. So what am I to do if they don't move away? I will certainly not be happy.
Teapot and I have always thought that we would stay in this house at least until retirement.... and since he doesn't retire for another 12 years we have a long way to go... but more and more I am liking the idea of finding a sweet little spot in the middle of nowhere where there are no neighbours at all. That way you won't piss them off and more importantly they won't piss you off. The best neighbour is the one that lives miles away from you.
So until then I will sit in my living room and I will try to drown out the wretched thing by playing some nice music.... Maybe some Bach.... or Hydnn... that might gently calm my nerves.... I think I'll go plan the deck on the west face of the house though just in case....
1 comment:
Yes, there's something about a barking dog that just sets me on edge too. That's why I love this place. When our neighbours dog barks, it's a whisper in the distance that the wind brings in every now and then. And we can't hear it in the house, only while sipping tea or gardening can we hear it. So yes, a big enough parcel of land fixes that problem quite nicely:)
Ruff!
cj
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