You would think that a girl could get some peace and quiet in a small town in Montana, but it isn’t even noon yet and already I am pooped out from all the uproar!
Already this morning I was forced to chase off a little old lady who wanted to come in and give us a bible lesson, and then I had to chase off some guy who was trying to sell mom some story about needing to borrow a phone to report a fire.
I guess the fire story was true, though, because then the town fire alarm sounded and a bunch of cars and a firetruck have been up and down our street for the last fifteen minutes. I have been chasing them away one by one from one of my barking stations in the guest bedroom window.
I may be an old dog, but I’ve got a lot of bark left in me!
Update: And now at 12:45 pm, some lady stopped by to recruit mom for a political discussion coffee.
