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Dog

Whew – That Was One Disasterous Problem Solved!

Problem Solved

Problem Solved!

We have a new neighbor.

They have three large, territorial dogs.

Those dogs have taken strongly against Blue.

They fling themselves against the wooden fence, barking wildly.

I swear, one of these days, they’re going to break through that barrier.

Since they’re a pack and Blue is solo, guess who will lose that fight?

I discussed all of this with Bob who poo-pooed my concerns.

He told me that we don’t even own the fence, it’s on their property.

I hope that thought brings him comfort after Blue and I are slaughtered.

The time came, however, when Bob saw for himself that the wooden slats practically bubbled out into an angry dog shape.

He went right outside to shore the fence up.

I’m still not confident that it’s secure.

So I bought an ultrasonic device that emits several different terrible sounds that only dogs can hear.

It’s supposed to stop them in their tracks.

And … it worked!

They barked, I pressed the button, and I obviously couldn’t hear a thing.

But all the dogs, including Blue, jumped away from the fence.

Whew – problem solved!

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Family

Two Problems Solved For The Price Of One

Two Problems Solved

One of the fire alarms was chirping.

We couldn’t figure out which one.

The noise was driving us crazy.

We finally found it.

It was the one in the Grown Son’s room.

He was still asleep in the middle of the morning.

Also, his room is a pigsty.

Bob was cursing and shouting because he couldn’t set up the ladder due to the mess on the floor.

The Grown Son was cursing and shouting because we were disturbing his sleep.

Then Bob couldn’t find our battery stash, so he cursed and shouted some more.

Finally, the problem was resolved.

The battery got changed, the ladder got put away, and the house was filled with blissful silence.

The Grown Son, with much contemptuous eye rolling and a bit of embittered muttering, started a load of laundry.

Yay, two problems solved for the price of one.