I live in the city. It’s noisy, dirty and loud. But there’s a sound that cuts through. In the distance, a dog is constantly barking. It’s not the deep, gruff bark of a German Shepherd, or the high-pitched yap of a little dog. Somewhere in the middle.
He barks steadily, rhythmically, day and night. Bark. Bark. Bark. Bark.
It doesn’t bother me much because it he is far enough away. But I can hear him faintly. 24 hours a day.
Don’t the people on his block complain? How do they sleep? How can a dog bark so much? Don’t they “lose their voice?”
So many questions. Bark. Bark. Bark. Bark.