..Uh huh, uh HuH HuH ..Huh?
Fraught, this one.. Would have to disqualify-self on any jury since, it's so close to matters initially re a new adjacent neighbor. They managed to 'quieten' (somehow) the yap-dog soprano bark-fests of three, but the Basso-profundo of the (thoroughly tail-wagging Likeable!) {quel surprise-->Labrador} as could speed through concrete walls even: echoes--no pun intended--the above. ie
When they were gone, this non-Drumpf-related 'Despicable' was fully automated: could bark at a near metronome-steady rate for Hours. Loudly.
(It didn't help that he was dubbed Harley.. I mean for us Brit-style Cafe-racers.. you know the snide drill.)
This came to a head when he (accidentally) let H. off the leash and this big dog (whose owner later insisted, "wouldn't have hurt the cat if he caught him") ... went. after. Squeak!
..I following-with-broom, (not possessing a .410 shotgun with light-load + salt crystals, because ... failure of Imagination earlier.)
Squeak, the Wonder Cat easily outpaced him and leapt upwards in a shed, saving moi from having to use even the broom
(What sort of bastard would really Like to hurt a big/dumb/lovable critter?)
So see? I'd be or should be Off the Jury in any case, unless I lied. (I might lie.. ... were I on a jury re the Tarring/Feathering of D.T. -??- when asked if "I could render a fair and impartial judgment." But that's easy to admit: who'd ever be That Lucky?
But in loco parentis re. just Anyone who looks at 'distances' from [Cause] inexorable noise ---> to [Effect] nearest delicate ear-pans, and just shrugs..? {meh} like any Entitled One Would flaunt,
I say: Be an Adult, show such ones--by example--what Brotherly Love is sorta-like:
remind this One that you DIDN'T just kill him/her. (Yes, yes folks Have recorded such spastic sessions and Played-them-back at say 2AM, in such cases. But that's so jejune, innit?)
When they were gone, this non-Drumpf-related 'Despicable' was fully automated: could bark at a near metronome-steady rate for Hours. Loudly.
(It didn't help that he was dubbed Harley.. I mean for us Brit-style Cafe-racers.. you know the snide drill.)
This came to a head when he (accidentally) let H. off the leash and this big dog (whose owner later insisted, "wouldn't have hurt the cat if he caught him") ... went. after. Squeak!
..I following-with-broom, (not possessing a .410 shotgun with light-load + salt crystals, because ... failure of Imagination earlier.)
Squeak, the Wonder Cat easily outpaced him and leapt upwards in a shed, saving moi from having to use even the broom
(What sort of bastard would really Like to hurt a big/dumb/lovable critter?)
So see? I'd be or should be Off the Jury in any case, unless I lied. (I might lie.. ... were I on a jury re the Tarring/Feathering of D.T. -??- when asked if "I could render a fair and impartial judgment." But that's easy to admit: who'd ever be That Lucky?
But in loco parentis re. just Anyone who looks at 'distances' from [Cause] inexorable noise ---> to [Effect] nearest delicate ear-pans, and just shrugs..? {meh} like any Entitled One Would flaunt,
I say: Be an Adult, show such ones--by example--what Brotherly Love is sorta-like:
remind this One that you DIDN'T just kill him/her. (Yes, yes folks Have recorded such spastic sessions and Played-them-back at say 2AM, in such cases. But that's so jejune, innit?)