Scary Sounds

If you were to walk in my kitchen right now, there's a small fence around a dog crate by the bar. This is Rufus's current home, and since he's a hunting dog, we play a CD in the den all day that has over 100 tracks of nothing but random sounds. This helps him become more use to everyday noises, so when he's out in the field, he isn't jumpy or scared. Especially since there will be gun shots and other loud noises.

Well, Rufus may be use to these sounds by now, but I'm not. The other day I woke up to people talking in the kitchen. The voices didn't sound familiar, so it startled me. I slowly peeked around the corner and realized it was that stupid CD.

And today I came home from school, and stopped at the front door to get my keys out. I suddenly heard dishes breaking. No one else was home. So, I get my McDonald's coffee ready to throw in the face of a murderer or thief, and slowly open the door. That CD tricked me again.

I'm pretty sure in a few weeks I won't even notice if someone breaks in or any other strange noises around my house. I guess that's the point- not to care. But for some reason I can't remember that it's just the CD.

Now I'm anxiously waiting, prepared to not let that trick me again.



If you want an update on Rufus, check out his own blog at: Along Came Rufus