Before I almost killed them, I would work with the dogs about barking at every human they see. They just want attention, to be recognized, to be loved.

I was making progress, either from walks or sitting with them on the front porch chair.

Now I sit under them, while they bark at everyone from the deck above, and I often get looks that say Why aren't the dogs down there with you?

Doesn't bother me, I just stick two middle fingers in the air and scream Fuck You! as loud as I can. When you're walking on the sidewalk, it's hard to hear me over the barking.