28 May 2013

Heeerrrreesss   CHESTER.

OOPS.  That isn't Chester, that is the rooster who crows all night long, thinking he is Chester, trying to keep us awake.  Oh well, I will try again.




Yeah, this is Chester, posing for his picture.

We have blogged many times about this dog named Chester.  Of course, he doesn't know his name is Chester, but it is. (of the Kid's fame.)  As I took this photo, he was staring at me.  I calmly told him that I appreciate his silence on those few nights.  He barked.  I told him he was mildly  obedient to my companion. He barked.  I told him I expected better obedience.  He barked.  I told him to recognize authority  when Sister Partridge and I told him to cease and desist.  He barked, and then he "smiled" (sort of) and walked a few paces, seemingly laughing at me.

Well, after I walked away, he barked a few times letting me know that he was still the KING of that street, and I was an intruder.

The other night, Sister Partridge arose and told him to "Pare", which means stop.  He didn't.  I calmly lay in my bed, expecting obedience from Chester, but this night he was acting like a child that thought he knew it all, and ignored the  command.  I angrily arose, went to the window and with a loud voice, (remember this is about 3 in the morning) said, "Keep your trap SHUT, Chester."  He glanced up at the third floor when my voice came from, stopped barking and calmly walked away. 

I'll tell you, it is hard to sleep when Chester wants to bark at every fire fly, every cock roach, every moving leaf, every rooster crowing, every other dog in the city barking, or anything and it is about 80 degrees, and we are finding it hard to sleep anyway. I wonder if he questions every  time he hears our voice, if he wants to be obedient, or not?  Often we have discussed how we could run him over, of course accidentally.  Or perhaps poison him, or perhaps get a pellet gun, or get another dog to threaten him.  As you can see by his picture, he is not small, and thinks he is the king of the neighborhood.  If any of you have an idea what we can do those long nights when he is being a rebellious son, or barking just to spite us, please send us ideas, poison, or ammunition for a weapon.  I guess I could borrow my grandson's sling shot???  There has to be a solution to this challenge.