Barking Dogs Drive Women and Uncle Len Crazy By Uncle Len, Nerves on a Wire

     Uncle Len has not been sleeping as well as he should. First, the cold; so cold in the tool shed which I live in that even the cockroaches are rugging up. I have seen the smarter ones lighting little fires to keep warm on the cold cement shed floor. Then there are the barking dogs; legions of them that roam the vast urban wastelands of Adelaide searching for anything, or anyone to eat. One dare not venture out of doors when the wild beasts roam. Just ask …  this poor woman:
http://amp.abc.net.au/article/9959360

“A woman who says her mental health is deteriorating as a result of barking dogs near her home believes urgent change is needed to stop people being driven crazy. For four years Jane in Adelaide’s inner south-east has been trying to cope with barking from two neighbouring properties, including a little “shrill” dog just metres from the interior of her home. “I think she’s got separation anxiety,” she told ABC Radio Adelaide Mornings program. “She could go from 6:00pm to 10:00pm at night, barking most of that time.” Jane recorded evidence of the dog barking relentlessly for nearly an hour-and-a-half from a backyard while its owners were out on Australia Day in 2015. The dog is excited and does not appear to be barking at anything in particular.”

     My sympathies go with this woman who is also facing dog overload. Still, I am grateful for small mercies, as these beasts have not yet eaten me. Perhaps that comes next?