HomeNovember 21, 1997
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the pit bull is backWell, the Beans of Egypt Maine mentioned to me that they are renting, but might be buying, the unit next door. Somehow, that did not penetrate into my mind as "the pit bull people still own it" until today. I heard much banging of pipes and buzzing of power tools this morning as I was drowsing in bed having spent a semi-late night babysitting. Hard to believe I used to work well past midnight developing or writing about software, and now mere niece sitting 'til 11 has me slug-a-bed. Anyway, all morning there's this banging and buzzing. Wilbur is not amused. I muse, "umm, wasn't the plumber just there..." Then I looked out the window. Not only am I blocked in by a pickup truck, but there is a pit bull tied to it with a long red chain. And he is busily winding himself around the truck so he's good and stuck and right next to my car. This dashes any hopes I had of going out for coffee anytime soon. I do not wish to chance walking between the pit bull and my car. Especially since he's frustrated with his shortened chain. No matter that he's the one who shortened it by winding himself around the truck... Finally the "landlord" - aka the biker chick's ex-boyfriend - decides to quit banging on the pipes and take a lunch break. First he has to untangle the pit bull, which involves moving the truck as the pit bull has somehow gotten the chain under the wheels. I watch this from a safe distance and make some innocuous comment about the dog. The "landlord" answers: "Yup, this dog is a real attention getter." Such subtle understatement... |
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