Woof Woof Woof
June 30, 2021
by Edie Andrews
A funny story about Ken that I forgot about and Elaine reminded me of a week ago
A couple years ago we had to evict one of our tenant's about two weeks before Christmas. His baby mama (they were always on again off again and at this point they were off) got really upset with us to the point that I had to call the law. Then she kept blowing up Elaine's phone with nasty text.
I was running on about three days with zero sleep and about 8 pm I finally laid down and went SOUND asleep. About three hours later Elaine is shaking me away and trying to tell me the alarm is going off and the dog is going "woof woof woof" (the control screen for our alarm system is set to make different sounds depending on which door get's opened, and the carport door is rottweiler's barking).
When I finally realized what Elaine was saying I went storming out of my room toward the kitchen yelling at Elaine to call 911. I was ready to kick that dumb bimbo's butt (I truly thought she had been stupid enough to break into our house). Rounding the corner of the fridge I found Ken standing there trying to get the chair that we always put in front of the door to remind us that the alarm is set, out of his way so he could then try and figure out how to turn off the alarm.
From that point onward, if the carport door was closed when he got here he would walk around to the office and ring the buzzer, for fear of setting off the "woof woof woof" again.....I would give anything to have him cause the dogs to bark again!!!!!!
A couple years ago we had to evict one of our tenant's about two weeks before Christmas. His baby mama (they were always on again off again and at this point they were off) got really upset with us to the point that I had to call the law. Then she kept blowing up Elaine's phone with nasty text.
I was running on about three days with zero sleep and about 8 pm I finally laid down and went SOUND asleep. About three hours later Elaine is shaking me away and trying to tell me the alarm is going off and the dog is going "woof woof woof" (the control screen for our alarm system is set to make different sounds depending on which door get's opened, and the carport door is rottweiler's barking).
When I finally realized what Elaine was saying I went storming out of my room toward the kitchen yelling at Elaine to call 911. I was ready to kick that dumb bimbo's butt (I truly thought she had been stupid enough to break into our house). Rounding the corner of the fridge I found Ken standing there trying to get the chair that we always put in front of the door to remind us that the alarm is set, out of his way so he could then try and figure out how to turn off the alarm.
From that point onward, if the carport door was closed when he got here he would walk around to the office and ring the buzzer, for fear of setting off the "woof woof woof" again.....I would give anything to have him cause the dogs to bark again!!!!!!