Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Bark From The Park, When the sun comes out, so do the neighbours!
Noisy neighbours in the garden is one of our pet hates.
After the endless months of rain we may now get a glimpse
of sun and maybe a late summer here in good old Blighty. However when the sun
comes out, the problem of noise raises its ugly head. The craze for back garden
hot tubs now ranks among the top 10 causes of garden rage says an annual
gardeners' survey. Noise from televisions and radios, late-night parties and children
are the next top three. These are followed by power tools, house alarms, barbecue
smoke and bright security lights. Bizarrely last come the smell of fabric
conditioner and musical instruments. No mention at all of us furry friends
then? My human sadly is the noisy one in our garden. The last incident happened
only a few weeks ago. Awaking early and bored I ventured downstairs several
times and took some of my prize tennis ball collection to bed for a bit of a
chew. On awaking my human in a fit of pique threw the balls, all eight of them
out of the window into the garden. Sometime later I sprang into action for a bit
of a cat attack. My human ran out into the garden to unfortunately interfere,
yet again. Sadly the slip on a tennis ball resulted in one grazed knee, two
bruised elbows and some high pitched shrieking. The poor neighbours didn’t know
what had happened. The moral of this story is humans should put all toys away
safely, including those of mine, as that is one of their few uses. Oh well if
you really don’t like any noise at all you can always go and live next door to
a cemetery! What annoys you in your garden?