Over the last few nights Mr Stop'it has come and told me off about barking and running around the perimeter of the land. If I continue then he ties me up with my rope and I have to go to sleep on the balcony. Now I do not mind being tied, I had become used to that in my earlier life. I was never allowed to be loose like I am now and have fun when I was with Mr Greek, but that was life before I got "dumped"
However it took me a few nights before I could make Mr Stop'it realise why I was barking. After coming out in the night (well early hours of the morning really) to see what I was up to on a few occasions, he finally seen it. Caught in the beam of his flashlight...... Quite a big fox for these parts after our neighbours chickens. Once my foxy friend seen Mr Stop'it it was gone, but it still comes back some nights to try its luck......
I just make sure the neighbourhood knows about it !
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