A little background...

My house is pretty much in the backyard of my neighbor's house. They're house used to belong to the town's blacksmith and our house was his shop, so our yards were connected until fairly recently. Their yard wraps around two sides of ours actually. So you get the idea...we're pretty close.

OK, so it's been just over an hour of non-stop barking from the Dalmation and Boxer next door. I thought the neighbors were home and the kids weren't answering the phone because they knew it was me. (they're boogers and do that when they're parents aren't home) But now I don't think they're there.

How long is too long for a dog to bark and what would you do?

We had that problem in our old house, the people behind us had a dog that they would leave on their lanai and every I mean EVERY time a person walked by or a vehicle DROVE by, that dog would go crazy with the barking. They I think left it outside whenever they weren't home, meaning all day since they worked, and sometimes at night if they were out.

I actually ended up calling animal control for them to come & check it out...it was actually during the summer and being outside all day, even on a screened lanai, couldn't have been good for the dog. I just told them what was going on with the barking & all, they came out actually a couple times & eventually it stopped.

If it's truly a nuisance and you don't see anything wrong with the actual welfare of the dogs, I'd call the police (rather than animal control) & lodge a noise disturbance complaint.

LynnMcG ---> <--- Neighbour's Doggy

No stick...gun. I was just about ready to get the pellet gun and teach that darn dog a lesson when my neighbors finally came home.

Turns out, the dogs opened the front door themselves. How? I have no clue. But it doesn't surprise me. I would guess one of the kids didn't close the front door. They left the tv on, on the porch. And they left on every light in the entire house. :screwy:

Our problem isn't a dog, it's the 'heavy metal baptist church' that holds concerts every Friday and Saturday night...

That sounds like fun Clay!

And much better than what our October used to be like. There used to be this haunted house down the road from here and every October all you would hear was moaning, screaming, chain saws, etc. I used to think, this must be what hell sounds like.

anti-freeze

That is just so-o-o wrong.

Unless you meant mixing it in drinks for the owners...

:blink: :box:

Reason number 13 as to why I hate dogs....

I had a dream I shot our neighbour's dog...want me to come over to see if I really have it in me? :guns:

How can you hate this face?



Awwwww.

Everybody say "Awwwww"

See, she's smiling. Cat's can't smile.

Oh yes they can!!! Notice the upturned corners of this kittens mouth...

It's the eyes! They're possessed! :ar15

That's the bear's arm pushing up - kinda like when I'm trying to get my daughter to smile when she's mad...

what-ever! You're just jealous because your demon grinning dog can't even compete with my smiling bear kitty.

I gotta admit. That's a cute kitty. My cat (I don't have a picture of her handy) is 13 and just as giddy as a kitten. Alice likes to pick fights with the dog. She was de-clawed when we adopted her (I think that's a horrible thing to do to a cat!). She'll run over, whack Penny (the dog) on the snout and run for her life. Penny chases her around the house - which is just what she wants.

Yeah, I like cats too. And guinea pigs. I never thought I'd like rodents, but Nichole got one as a consolation prize when little sister was born (heck of a consolation, eh?). Appropriately named Brownie is my pal. He's the only other guy in the house.

Ah, well. Enough about my animals. I love 'em.

Response to OP:
Have you called the cops? Anonymous tips work quite well. Especially if a new neighbor has just moved in. :o

Clay's dog looks like a good bro....

Actually, good sis. 'Course she's spayed - so ...

This, of course, isn't my cat. I have two cats--String and Mr. Humphries..We had two dogs, but we had to get rid of them--they went to pound. They were outdoor dogs so we don't miss them...ad we have our yard back.

To the OP --Call the police if they keep up the barking. I agree with Clay-be anonymous.

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Oh no. I didn't think it was your cat. That has to be one of those cutesy poses on greeting cards and posters.

:cry:

See, Alice was pound-bound when we got her. I also adopted another cat named Minnie that was pound-bound, but she was a mountain lion in disguise. She could not be tamed. A lady at my apartment complex was happy to take her from me, though.

I just hate to hear that any animal has received a death sentence.

Though, I understand that there are circumstances where an animal is no longer welcome.

When Kerense and I were married, Penny wasn't even born. She had Pepper (a really mean schnauzer-poodle - or schnoodle). Pepper bit me on many occasions. I grew to hate that dog and wished she would die. I tried to help her die on a few occasions, but was not successful. She died about two years ago of natural causes at the ripe old age of 15.

I had a dog named Lucky whom we adopted from Corpus Christi's Lost Pet Hotline. She'd been hit by a car, hence the name. Her hips had been broken, so when she sat, both legs went out to her right. Lucky was a terrier - a varmint dog. She was always bringing home dead possums and raccoons. She was also crate-trained 'cuz she liked to kill other things - like TV Remotes, phone books, etc.
When we moved into our house, we had a backyard. The first day we went out, we left Lucky and Pepper in the back yard. When we got home, there was blood all over Lucky's mouth and half of Pepper's neck was missing. She was still alive, though. Lucky continued to get meaner and meaner, and we finally had to put her down. Doctor said she likely had a tumor, and that made her go nuts.

So, please don't read my previous comments as condemnation. I understand that things happen, but I wish they didn't have to.

:P

Our had gotten some sort of parasite or mange type thing and were really getting nasty looking with their haor falling out and such. couldn't affort to take them to the doc and they weren't getting attention anyway, so we took them to the pound. I had called several vets and the cost to have the vet put them down was outrageous..

We had a black lab pup a couple years ago. That lil thing would not shut up for nothing! Kids in bed are yelling at the dog to shut up in the middle of the night...we put up with this for 8 months. Then she went into heat and "got friendly" with another dog...ok, that's it...we gave her away. I'm not a huge fan of dogs. Grew up with them, but never really liked them because as a small child, I grew very close with my aunt's dog. Then one day, quite some time later, we came over to visit and I pulled the dog's tail like I had always done and that dog turned around and started biting and beating me up. Parents had to haul him off. Since then, I was never the same around dogs.

Another reason I hate dogs. Cat's won't attack you for no reason. My mom's cat, however, will attack the other cat when my mom gets on to her... :rolf: Its the funniest thing. Hoshie will get in trouble then run over to Tigger an whomp him...

There's no way to call the police anonymously. My town is 2 square miles. We know the cops, the cop know us. They'll go next door, tell them an anon caller complained - and nod over in our direction.

We were thinking about trying something with the wrist rocket and some marbles...just to get the stupid animal's attention. Nah. The thing is, the dalmation is as dumb as a box of rocks. He used to try to bite my daughter's fingers through the fence. He's bitten the owner's oldest son in the throat 2 or 3 times, but it was never reported, so they didn't have to put the dog down.

Anyway, the dalmation barks ALL the time. It was having the two of them bark for 90 minutes that got to me. I just have to live with this until we move.

That would be too funny! Have you walked over and asked them if there is something they can do to make him shut up?

Lynn, I'm a stranger...what's your address? :guns:

:rolf:

Excellent , lemme get mine loaded

:guns:

My wife's mother tells the story that when Kerense (wife) was about two, the neighbor's dog came over and bit her. It didn't run away, so Kerense tackled the dog and bit it back - hard. There was hair stuck in her mouth and the dog was running away yelping like it'd been shot. Kerense had that satisfied grin on her face.

So, we did the same with our dogs. If they bit us, we'd bite them back.

Penny's a sweetheart, though. She sounds vicious and really wants to get involved when we wrestle. Being a lab/collie mix, though, she's a digger and has digging claws. When she jumps up it's dangerous!

That is too funny!