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| My boy in one of his "not so fierce" moments |
Because our house was apparently built on an ancient ant burial ground or something, we have to have a quarterly "pest" service. The guy comes out, checks out the rat traps around the outside of the house, sprays some anti-ant stuff, makes sure Moose's nemesis (the damn raccoons) aren't making a resurgence, etc... Oh, the joys of being a home-owner.
Anyway, today was the day - the guy shows up, knocks on the door, and Moose proceeds to go insane defending the house (as usual). When I go to the door, the guy mentions that he was here a couple of years ago, and the minute he pulled up to the house and heard the full-throated welcome, he remembered Moose (yep, he even knew the name.) Apparently, Moose has a rep with Halt. And Delivered Dish, and the UPS guy, and Fed-Ex... let's just say his bark is legendary.
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