Dang Barkin' Dog

Thursday, July 15, 2004 -- Uncle Ronnie invited the boys and I to play tennis this evening. Joshua and I kicked his and Zach's butts in revenge for our last outing when the tables were turned. Zach's newly adopted stray dog "Buddy" kept us up half the night barking. Zach had the bright idea (inspired by those darn Husers) of caging him overnight. "Don't let him out." he pleaded. "He's got to learn to stay in his pen!" At 3 am, my blood pressure hit 160/120 and Mr. Buddy was a free dog.