Early this evening, I heard a loud rumbling outside my house. As is customary, I gave a low warning bark at the noise (after which, as is also customary, Pa told me to stop barking) then I put my head down and resumed my after dinner-before nighttime nap (after all, a warning bark is usually more than enough to scare away any potentially scary things lurking inside or outside the house).
A couple of hours later, Ma took me outside for my final business trip of the evening. It was then that I saw it: the large menacing and noisy intruder from before trying, unsuccessfully, to blend in with the environment right outside the neighbor's house.
So what did I do? I sounded the alarm, of course. I ran to the front gate and started barking as loud as I possibly could.
I guess I really frightened the intruder because he just stood there while I barked with a deer in the headlight look on his face. After thirty seconds or so of menacing barking, Ma, feeling bad for the intruder, convinced me that I should go inside and leave him alone (she also promised me a cookie for being such a brave boy).
But before Ma locked the door behind us to ensure that the intruder did not try to follow us inside the house, Sister snuck outside to get a picture of him. It's a little blurry, but I believe it successfully depicts the intruder's menacing nature.
The Noisy Intruder |
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