Got up yesterday to find gusty winds and a spring-like 60 degrees. By evening, the temperature had dropped and there were isolated thunderstorms, according to Bob Ryan on Channel 4. We didn't hear them but Zorro apparently did because he was antsy and unsettled all evening: he scratched on the door to go out, but when Denny opened the door, he tucked his tail between his legs and retreated.
Around 10, our neighbor let her little dog out in the yard, which is always bad news. Holly is an incessant barker, and when Zorro hears her, he feels compelled to respond. We're making progress on getting him to stop, but it's tough: you can almost hear Zorro thinking, if she can bark, why can't I?
The neighbor's screen door is another trigger. Someone could drive a tank through our front door and Zorro would show only minor interest, but the squeaky door next door drives him nuts. This is bad news because our neighbor is a tax preparer who works from home, which means she'll be having a lot of visitors between now and April 15. Denny is thinking of heading over there with a can of WD-40.
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