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Thursday, July 16, 2009

Knock on the door

Had a knock on the door just now loud enough to wake the dead. There is man asking if I was playing loud music. No. I was watching a nature show on Yellowstone and thought I turned the volume down enough not to disturb the neighbors, I can barely hear it standing at the door. Then Precious has to investigate and I try to hold him back. Man asks if I heard music below me. No, didn't hear any loud music tonight and Precious escapes. Man goes back to his apartment and catch Precious.

I only play loud music in my car, except when cats or nieces are in the car. Cats can't handle loud noises and freak every time the garbage truck comes by. Later.

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