Day 48
What gets barked on in the night? Seriously. My dog woke me up in the later part of the night, barking at something in the nearly pitch black darkness outside. Solar street lamps already ran out of power, and there was only a field of rape there. I grabbed my glasses but couldn't see a thing. Other dogs in the neighbourhood also made noise. What the hell was it?
I moved my outside trash bins away from home, chained them up to the fence posts so wind won't topple them when empty. They look like a pair of chained mimics now. Perhaps I should decorate them somehow...
In the meantime I'm trying to rest. My wife and kids ain't helping with that.
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