Max and Jake are rotten. Those two would not leave me alone while I was helping David with the flooring. Jake literally would stick his nose right in my face and not move. I finally had to put a bed in the room, make him lie down. He was fine unless I walked out of the room. Up he would go and follow me. If we were making a cut to one of the planks, he would lie down in the doorway, watching us closely. Jake watched with so much concentration, you would think he was supervising our work. As soon as the saw blade rotation would stop, he would raise his eye brows one at a time like he does, get to his feet and trot into the room, lie down and watch until the next plank cut was necessary. Occasionally, he would get up, sniff David, give his seal of approval and then lie down again.
At 1:30 am, they woke me up barking. I went to check on them, and made them come inside. A few minutes later, they bolted out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out into the yard, barking like crazy. I put on some shoes and jacket and grabbed a flashlight to check on them. I quieted them and then heard leaves rustling along the edge of the woods. I shined the flashlight and couldn't see anything. I went back inside, figuring it was a racoon. As I turned the lights off, I heard it again, this time it was a barking sound. It sounded like a fox. I listened for a few minutes but never heard it again. It could have been feral dog.
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