So currently I am workless until June.
I wake up fairly early in the morning, have a cup of coffee and usually get on the old treadmill in preparation for an over-ambitious half marathon next month. After a little exercise, I'll make meself a nice cup of tea and sit outside with a cigarette (disgusting habit). Overlooking a beautiful front garden with towering coconut trees, maybe even lying on the hammock, one can drift away and realise that, 'Hey, life really isn't that bad'.
But then it happens.
With the timely precision of a quartz, the cacophony of feral, barking mutts fills the air. Down 114, no house is safe from this invasion of ear-space. Be it night or be it day, those dirty creatures are sure to let their presence be known.
Thing is, is that most of these dogs have
'owners' ...
... who just happily let their dogs bark away without a care in the world. My Sandy knows that if she barks at nothing, she gets a smacked bottom, so suprisingly, she doesn't bark (magic!). It's called raising a dog properly.
Does anyone else get bothered by the sound of howling, yapping, barking dogs (inside and outside of people's homes) or is it only me? Does anyone else think that people who 'own' these kind of dogs are dumb, retarded, selfish, ignorant and, not sure if I mentioned, retarded dimwits who have no place in modern society... or is it only me?
Does anyone else want to see all barking dogs obliterated by an air-strike (along with their owners) or is it only me?
I'd like to add that any adult dog that is the same size of a cat should immediately be put down.
Thailand... you have no shame.