Oh dear.

Now I have to wonder if I'm showing up as a weird neighbor in anyone's stories.

We've had neighbors on one side of us for almost a decade now. Originally it was Paisley and Rifkin. Rifkin was a dear, sweet soul, who always greeted me with a smile and liked to try to crawl into my lap, which wasn't all that easy, him being a pit bull mix. He died a couple years ago; his replacement is a full-size poodle who always barks at us, and doesn't like to be approached. I don't know his name. Paisley is a cocker mix who has never liked me.

I have no idea who the humans are in the house, although we've traded conversations a few times over the years. Maybe Deb remembers.