Dog Days of Summer...

Yesterday John and Bob were working on a project for me in the garage (more on that later) when all of a sudden a dog appeared in our backyard. We hastily chased it and assumed, when we didn't see it anymore, that it had run out of the yard. Thinking the dog was gone for good, we pushed his presence out of our minds. However, later that night, the dog reappeared, and this time when we chased it away, we realized that the dog had run under our house. We stayed outside and waited, and once he came out, John blocked his entrance and trapped him inside our gated side yard (where I snapped the really freaky looking picture below). We blocked all of the entrances to the crawl space and thought we had outsmarted our downstairs neighbor.


Unfortunately, this wasn't so much the case. Somehow, while we were blocking all of the lower entrances, the dog managed to sneak back under the house! We realized he had done this when he started barking frantically below our kitchen window. We rushed outside, thinking he would be waiting for us by his former entrance, but not so, this dog had gotten back under the house, and was barking because he was now trapped underneath. UGH! We left the crawl space doors open and went to bed, absolutely sick of being bothered by this dog and his dwelling difficulties. We departed for Reedley on Saturday and left one of the openings uncovered as we didn't want to trap the dog under the house while we were gone, so we made no dog progress yesterday. We're hoping, while we're home this afternoon, that we'll manage to coax the dog from underneath the house and be able to board up all of the entrances without much difficulty. I'll keep you posted.


The good new is, John has been convinced he's been hearing noices underneath our bathtub for about a month now, but has not been able to find anything underneath the house until now. So, despite the general annoyance of the situation, it has been a bit of vindication for John and his claims of noises heard.