my 6-pound ceiling bark-o-meter
10/16/2004 11:08 p.m.
Fall is my favorite season.

I love the colors, the smell, the feel, the entire experience. As a matter of fact the only aspect of Fall that I have yet to fully "fall" in love with is the falling of objects onto the top of my house.

Why, you ask? Because for every acorn, every twig, every gumball, and every ascending creature that collides with the crust of my abode; Saussie has a fit. I am sure that if she could hear the leaves hit, they too would be fair game.

Saussie is my 6 pound Chihuahua/fiest mix. All bark and no bite. And I must admit her continued barking can get quite annoying, but I manage to endure. I know that deep down inside her little doggy mind she is assuming that she is warning me of approaching aliens, zombies, or mr. oogie boogie himself. When in reality all she is doing is barking at the ceiling.

But I suppose it is only for a few weeks. So bark away my tiny alarm~even if all you are warding of is the occasional droppings of Fall. Bark away!
I am currently Bemused
I am listening to my 6-pound ceiling bark-o-meter!