Meet Tar!
Our pet.
Destroyer of our back yard.
Hole digger.
Grass killer.
Chewer of most things that should be chewed.
And lots of things that should not be.
Our swing set for example.
The seats now look like this.
And the Horse Tire swing looks like this.
A closer look reveals this.
There are no stirrups.
Not anymore.
But we love him.
A sweeter dog could not be found.
A neater dog...maybe.
His biggest problem is his barking.
He. will. not. stop.
Ever.
Our neighbors complained.
Nicely.
We tried everything.
Nothing worked until we found this.
It works.
He stays much quieter.
We have now been through four barking collars.
Tar can find a way to get it off and chew it to pieces with little effort.
Yesterday, he started barking again.
My Husband went to investigate.
The neighbors came out.
It was decided his batteries had run down.
Husband went to the store , bought the batteries, returned, and placed them in the collar.
An hour later.....barking!
Loudly!
I was on the computer. (Shocker...I was blogging)
I heard husband go outside and return.
I continued typing.
Then I heard a sound that made me stop.
I pried myself from the computer and went into the living room.
There standing in the middle of the room was my husband.
The father of my children.
BARKING!
( I could not make this stuff up if I tried!)
He had the collar pressed to his throat.
The man was mad.
Maybe I forgot his rabies shot !
He was seriously trying to see why the collar was not working and was willing to shock himself to find out.
Go figure.
I returned to my computer.
I had just been given the best material for my new post.
Really...could it get any better?
After a few minutes of nothing happening, my very smart and very brave husband decided to flip the batteries.
I heard my husband "Bark".
He received a static shock.
Problem solved.
My very smart and very brave husband solved the mystery of the broken barking collar.
The batteries were in backwards.
