Excellent Guard Dogs

It's dark and the temperature is again dropping, but the dogs are on duty. They were just barking their heads off, and lo and behold, some goofy motherfucker was lurking by the trucks. When I went out with a flashlight, he said: "Is Anybody Home?", and then: "Is this where the guy with the short-bed Chevy lives?"

Jesus, my dogs hated the guy, and didn't let up until he was gone.

Postscript: I don't know if it's related, but a close neighbor had 17 goats stolen last night.