Tonight our dog started barking his warning bark. Not his angry bark, just his warning bark. That could mean that a leaf smacked the outside of the garage door, or it could mean that someone is skulking about on the driveway.
I’ve been downstairs twice, and outside once, trying to put an end to this. I need to sleep tonight. Two 3:00 AM mornings is all I’d like to handle, thank you.
Not that the hooligans who are meddling around will read this, but if you do, be ye warned: if anything on my family’s property is damaged, I will not stop hunting you until you repay it; if anyone in my family is hurt, I will not rest until you are begging for your life… if I even let you live.