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<body class='hmmessage'><div dir='ltr'>There are triggers in this house.<div><br></div><div>#1. If I am on the phone. 8 hounds a yapping, almost 100% of the time</div><div><br></div><div>#2. If I try to hear lines on the tv, after finally taking a break from caring from them and doing house hold chores, it usually takes me 3-4 hours to watch a one hour show on the dvr because I have to rewind a lot to hear dialogue.</div><div><br></div><div>#3. Fire trucks. I live on a main road, and fire trucks are sure to start a choir.</div><div><br></div><div>#4. Taking a bath before 9am. They howl because they know I am going to leave them for something or another (and they have trained me to skip a bath on occasion just so my sister can sleep in - she is a night person and I am a day person) and/or take them to the vet. Nigel (Hi Janie Anne), in particular, likes to drip drool on my clean clothing as well. And he hates when I put on socks for some reason. I am not going to stop trying to keep clean, but it is almost, WHY BOTHER? I wear basset hair and drool well.</div><div><br></div><div>#5. Max's new special cancer diet. The others are in the yard because I have to special feed Max highly palatable and bland home cooked food. He is a brat and brags that he is getting it while the others are outside. (Of course, I have a spoon for each of them when they come in, and in Max's defense, as sick as he is, being a brat is OK). The barks are loud enough that we all hear them outside, but great for him, he is doing OK.</div><div><br></div><div>Healing drool to all in need,</div><div><br></div><div>Jackie and the herd</div> </div></body>
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