I'm not sure what to call it in my case, but the three dogs were barking like mad the other day, and I "raised my voice". Maybe "Parade Ground command volume"? They all shut up, and the instigator, the 18 month old Chihuahua came over and looked over the gate I use to keep them out of my carving area with a quizzical look like, "WTF just happened". I very seldom raise my voice, but my wife is always yelling about something or other. Some contrast, there.
BoT, I'd prefer that the chump's new Air Farce One use plenty of lead, no gold.
BoT, I'd prefer that the chump's new Air Farce One use plenty of lead, no gold.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
