Sammy, our little dog, is normally about the sweetest, most lovable little mutt a body could ever hope to own!
He's super friendly and extremely good around children -especially small children who like to run and chase with him in the house and he even abides one small boy who likes to hang on him a good bit of the time too.
All in all, Sam is just the best possible dog one could ask to have -except for well maybe, one small thing.
Apparently Sam is operating on the mistaken belief that there are franchises for the road in front of our house and that he owns every one of them. And, with that in mind, that anyone who dares to walk in front of our house must, absolutely MUST be barked at and in the loudest possible dog voice imaginable too!
Sheesh, Sam! Give it a rest, will ya?
The neighbor from up the street is really allowed to walk past here -and to do it in peace too!
I know, I know -Sam's just exercising his good dog, I'm watching out for you, routine to show us he's really on the ball, paying attention to these things.
But one or two barks is all that's really necessary!