Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Christmas trouble... not Christmas cheer...

I have decided that I'm firing my dogs.

I'm taking them back to the island dog store and getting new ones... preferrably ones that pay attention to what's going on around them!

I can open the back gate, walk up through the garden, whistling and chatting away, up to the house, up the stairs on to the back porch, and open the back door and get inside before they appear, wagging their tails and with looks on their faces that say "Gee Mum, where have you been?".

Useless so and sos.

Woollu (my husband) discovered this morning that someone had tried to get into our house last night by tearing the flyscreen on the back window that looks on to the verandah and breaking one of the glass louvres.

We asked the neighbours if they heard anything and one of them said he heard glass break at our place while he was watching the news last night (which means that it was after 7pm and dark outside). He came outside and started calling out but no one answered and he didn't see anyone... except the dogs who had been sleeping under the house the whole time!!

They are definitely sacked!

Nothing was taken luckily. The hole in the screen isn't big enough for anyone to have gotten through. We figure the glass breaking and the neighbour investigating frightened whoever it was off.

The people who call themselves "the authorities", are saying that there has been an increase in theft and break-ins around The Capital in the lead up to Christmas, with people looking for money and things to sell, and items to keep and give as Christmas presents.

The hypocrisy of such a thing happening in a country that prides itself as standing on Christian values, and the dichotomy that is created by the mix of poverty and consumerism, can be both disheartening and intriguing, and certainly gives one food for thought. One can only wonder if lessons will be learnt by those destructive people who see fit to steal from children, hard workers, and families who have just as little.

As for us, we've learnt our lesson.

We're now looking out for another dog.

Preferrably one that barks!


utenzi said...

I wish you and Woollu luck in your search for a mouthy dog. There's plenty in my neighborhood that you're quite welcome to. Hell, I'd meet you half way with the entire lot of the mangy beasts!

The hypocrisy is certainly evident at this time of year. Children's expectations can be a strong motivating force whether it's fighting for a cabbage patch doll or breaking into someone's house. I wish you both a safe future--barking dogs can be a good thing at times.

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Ir is sad to read that these kinds of things are happening where you are....One tends to think of these things as pretty much confined to urban areas....Big Big Cities, etc.
I hope you find a really Barky-type dog!

kenju said...

It is a shame you can't feel safe there. I hope your search for a new dog proves fruitful, and that it will be an excellent guard for your home.

flleenie said...

Michelle sent me...Sorry about your doggy dilema...

Mr. Althouse said...

There is something strikingly familiar about your blog...

Almost as though I've been here before, as if in another blog life?

It's good to see you back, and regarding those dogs, well, there are dogs for all sorts of occasions.

Michele sent me,