Our dog has been on high alert lately. Really, really, extremely wound up, high alert. I think it's a combination of re-listing the house, which results in 3 showings in one day, and a brazen little rodent invading out backyard (although I doubt he'll be sticking around after two close encounters with Stella this weekend). She's barking more than normal, and apparently even the littlest ears in our home are less than pleased. The other night we let her outside right after Carter had gone down for bedtime. Over the monitor, we heard a mini drill Sargent:
"Stella! No barking!"
Which was followed by another bark, and then another annoyed command:
"Stella! Do! you! understand! me?? I said... NO! BARKING!"
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