So, Riddle Me This...

Remember the poodles from a few days ago?  They were at it again, last night.

GRRRRRRR.

We had yappy poodles next door when I was a kid, and (when the owners didn't do anything) my parents would squirt them with the hose to shut them up, but these dogs are out of reach.  But HELLO, did you know you can look up phone numbers by address?  I mean, at least I could leave a message, so when the owner comes home she'll know the dogs are a nuisance.

So I called.

"It's almost eleven o'clock and your poodles are yapping.  And yapping.  And yapping.  Again.  If you leave them home alone, could you please shut them IN the house where we won't hear them.  Thanks."

And magically, minutes later, the yapping stopped.

On the one hand, thank you for dealing with the problem.

On the other hand...

That means she was home.

Listening to hear dogs yap at 11pm,

doing nothing about it,

until I called to complain.

Y'know, when I was growing up, one of my mom's favorite phrases was Be considerate.  Consider other people.

I'm telling' ya, it's a lost art.