I'm home sick with a cold. And who we call the sad queens who live 4 doors up have chosen today to leave their rat-faced dog in their back yard and it has chosen today to bark non-stop.
It is barking incessantly. I am not exaggerating. I want to kill it.
I'm now lying here thinking it wouldn't be hard to get to their back yard and open their roller door. Three of our yards are open to each other, a leftover from when all us neighbours were friends, but we're the only ones left, I'd only have to climb one fence, the sad queen's fence. It wouldn't be so hard. Push the roller door button, problem solved.
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