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Originally Posted by Hitch
I cannot tell you--just can't--how many times I nearly did that. I just couldn't take it. People think I'm exaggerating, but I'm not. Thousands of times per hour, hour in and hour out. It wasn't sporadic, or only for a few minutes at a time. That poor mutt was unhappy as hell, and he let everyone know it. At the time, I worked from my home, and no matter what--air-conditioner running, TV on in the next room, sitting at the computer, doors and windows closed--I could hear that dog. All day. All night.
When someone hasn't lived next to a dog like this, they think you're crazy when you talk about it. For a while, I contemplated a website called something like "S****Y Dog Owners," running on top of something like GoogMaps, so people could mark down the evildoers in their own neighborhood, but of course, nobody would ever do it, as potential house purchasers would go there, look, and say, "the hell with this, I'm not buying THAT house next to that dog!" So I gave the idea up.
Living like this that was literally torture. And it turned someone like me, an animal lover, from adoring dogs to loathing them. A normal, (mostly) sane person, who once seriously considered being a veterinarian. That's what living like that will do to you, if not worse.
Hitch
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I have lived near neighbours whose animal whined, cried, yelped and screamed day in and day out. I simply wouldn't have bought the house if I had known about the dog.
I called on the neighbours, and asked them how they would like to be left completely alone, all day, and suggested that they left a small radio on (not too loudly) to keep the dog company. I was polite (but seething inside). Luckily it worked to a certain extent which made it just bearable.
The selfishness of some people never fails to amaze me.
Cheers