Ozzy Pups never used to bark. At anyone. At anything (except the printer that one time).
Then, about two years ago, we moved. And the dog across the street barks every time someone walks by.
So does the dog next door. And the dog across the street and two houses up. So does the dog three houses up and the dog that lives behind us.
You get the point.
Now Ozzy barks when dogs walk by and almost every time someone comes to the door.
Which is awesome when I’m trying to get Scout to sleep.
Even awesomer now that Scout is down to one nap that just so happens to take place exactly when our mail person arrives. Nothing better than seeing your little one’s eyes flutter as you read them a story, and then BOOM! BARK! BARK! BARK!
Like I said, Awesome.
That leaves me with only one choice. To sacrifice the peanut butter….