do you hear what i hear?

last night i went out for a few hours, and when i came home, i got off the elevator and rounded the corner to my place. what.is.that.barking? horrified, i knew instantly what is was. a beagle bark is uber distinctive, and that bark totes belonged to my dog. ugh. my dog sounded as if he'd been shot. but no, of course he hadn't been shot. he was merely expressing his super dissatisfaction at having been left home alone with a lack of cuddles being lavished upon him. while he can be a bit of an ass, i was kind of surprised he was making such a fuss. having been in the building a few months, i had yet to hear him bark while i was away, even after several careful tip-toeing missions where i would stealthily get myself up to the door to get an idea of what he might be up to in there. it may be a one-off thing but i can't exactly risk being tossed out of my building.

tonite i was supposed to go to the ex. my blog post for today was supposed to be filled with fun pictures of carousels and game booths and scary carnies. instead, i am headed to canadian tire, to check out their selection of bark controlling units. based on their website, i'm leaning towards the ultrasonic bark control - according to the product specs, it emits a high pitch sound whenever your dog barks to teach them to not bark. sounds great. am i convinced it will work? no. but it seems like a much better alternative than the "shock" collar. eesh. the reviews on the ultrasonic miracle seem to be split 50/50, half of the customers say it worked great, the other half, not so great. where do you think my darling little caseybear will fall? i have an idea. and hope i'm wrong.

anybody else have any bark-controlling ideas? i'm all ears.

as a funny aside, can you believe there is no shortage of pictures that come up when you use the search terms "beagle" together with "bark" on flickr? funny that... ;)