So your neighbor's dog has been barking incessantly the past several days. It's a little white yip-yappy thing, and you -- well, you're partial to big dogs. REAL DOGS.
So this little disattached mop-thing next door won't shut up, and even worse, he's awakened your 2-year-old four or five times in the past couple of days.
Last night, he woke up your kid twice. And you got so mad you screamed, "HUSH!" out your bedroom window. Granted, that's actually pretty polite for you, given your fondness for cussing.
The second time the dog yaps your child from slumber, hubby goes out onto the front porch and yells, "SHUT UP!"
And then the next day, you get this note from your neighbor -- a really nice, articulate, apologetic note -- about how her dog has some horrible infection and it can't go to the bathroom without yapping in pain and how the vet keeps encouraging her to put it down.
And you feel like an utter bitch for having shrieked like a raving madwoman from your bedroom window to a DYING DOG that is in some sort of bathroom purgatory.
ARGH.
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It's tough to know when to put your dog down, but letting it live in agony is just as bad.
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