But, at 6:25, the neighbor's dogs go nuts. I went from sound asleep to wide awake in a minute.
I have no idea what they were barking at. It doesn't matter. They bark at anything that comes within their field of vision. They have lived next door to me for 4 years and the barking has grown worse. I take my recycling to the curb, they bark. I walk back to the house, they bark. I know when the mail is delivered. I know when kids are walking to the bus stop north of my house. I walk to my car to drive off to work, they bark. They bark when I come home. When I came home at 10:30 on Monday night, after that long day at the office, they went nuts.
Now the owners of the dogs do the highly effective, "Buddha! Shut up!" form of quieting them. I know dogs bark. That's what they do to signify their territory. There is a degree of barking that can't ever be trained out of a dog. I accept that. But after 4 years of seeing me, you'd think they'd get the idea that I'm not out to get them so they don't need to bark. I'm a non-confrontational person and I don't relish the idea of approaching the neighbors because of their dogs.
Yet another reason I have cats and not dogs.
Beverage: English Breakfast tea