1 Barks, 2 Barks...

Every so often life presents you with a reason to chuckle.

Today we received a letter from the local council, asking us to report whether a neighbour’s dog was causing a noise nuisance. By “neighbour”, I mean a person who lives two streets away.

Enclosed with the letter was a “Dog Barking Diary“, comprised of 3 sheets, broken down in to a table, comprising of the date, time the barking started, time it ceased and a column to keep a running total of the number of barks.

I haven’t seen anything like this before. But, as a decent human being, I take my duties as a citizen seriously. I am made of the stuff that holds society together!

I can only imagine, though, that the person who complained would have more than enough time on their hands to actually sit and clock the number of barks they hear.

In actual fact, for those of you wondering, the area that we currently live in is very quiet, and it is rare to see a dog, let alone hear one.

Of course I have ticked the appropriate box saying I have no issue with any barking in the vicinity of my abode, have signed it and posted it off.

I hope, if there is a genuine dispute, that it can be resolved without further “Bark Counting”, because, let’s face it, as a hobby it must suck!

If it is, as I suspect, a crabby little person’s way of expressing his discontent with the world, I dearly hope he finds a more productive past time. I would suggest something like collecting antique thimbles, or keeping a blog…