We have, as people who read my Saturday posts know, a dog. She's a Scotty dog, a small, noisy dog, who has a small pen inside the back yard (which wouldn't hold an arthritic basset hound, with how many gaps there are).
We also have nosy neighbors. Nosy neighbors who have twice called the cops out of "concern for the dog's well-being."
The dog hates being inside. Hates it to the point where she's not trustworthy outside her crate. She's smart, and she believes that if she's obnoxious enough (i.e., can chew up enough furniture, kids clothes, rugs, toys, and/or clothing; can piss or shit on the carpets while staring right at us; can chase the cats and/or the kids enough) she gets put out into her pen, where she's happy. Her favorite thing to do is to pretend to be Snoopy and sit on top of her house to watch everything that goes on.
She has a double dish that I keep full of water. I refill/wash out as needed. I bring her inside, happy about it or not, when there's no more shade in her pen, and don't put her back out until she has shade.
However.
Somebody has called the cops about her pen. Twice. And this latest prick told us that refusing to let him in the house was obstruction.
Guess our dog is going to have to go live with my mother until we can find a place out in the country. And I guess I can't let the boy go outside and play by himself anymore, since we won't have our noisy alarm system in place.
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