The Other Coast by Adrian Raeside for May 17, 2020

And I thought they were doing WoofsApp and FaceWoof in the middle the nights.

This was me two nights ago. Dog hardly ever barks once we’ve gone to bed, but at 2:30 AM Saturday morning something got him going. Maybe the fox came back and was looking for another chase.

I always heard there was 9 levels of hell, barking dogs in the middle of the night certainly deserve to fit into one of them, unless they have a burglar cornered and trapped. Most of the time we humans have no clue what they’re barking about and often I suspect they might not themselves either. Zombie dogs, really???

squeaky brains?

With this dog’s imagination, he should hang out with Spaceman Spiff.

Dogs, unlike many people, are smart enough to know there is no such thing as a zombie.

Operation graveyard shift.

Who know’s what mail carrier evilness our barking dog has saved us from?!?

My Lizzie (avatar at left) let out the most mournful sound last night. Still can’t figure it out. But I think she was just dreaming.

What, no AR-15 and tac vest + maga (it) hat.

While we’re all up why don’t we go for a walk?

Don’t wanna meet that small zombie dog! My brains are definitely becoming squeakier by the day (or night).

My rescue dog has never ever barked at any time of the day or night. I wish she would if someone is at the door or in the yard, but who knows what evil the previous people did to prevent it. And yes her voice box is intact.

Urban coyotes, stray dogs, opossums, raccoons, cats, rats, kids up to no good…but could be a burglar, ya just never know.

“What goes on inside the minds of a dog.”