...from my window

Good morning. How are you? I'm fine,thank you.And you? It's raining outside and it looks like the sun is not going to come out today,letting the clouds cover its existence. The stray dog is still barking continuously into space,at the rubbish collector and at just about every living thing that cares to pass by my house. I have informed the council people to get rid of the dog..so cruel,you may say. Be the rescuer,take the dog for a day and you tell me whether you want to keep it.
Well, each morning when I wake up and look at my gate, I would find rubbish brought by the dog; bottles,sticks and stones thrown at my gate by angry victims of his barkings & chasings. I don't see Rose walking past my house anymore ( back from the hair salon) & hardly see Pak Agus & Dan walking by to get Dan's school needs.. Once, I saw Audrey,before reaching the junction of my house,turned back after seeing the dog standing on guard. Nowadays,she drives to get "THE STAR"( a must) because the newspaper is so semananjung.(west ms'an lah..a lot of news from KL & Penang,I guess). The only person who is not terrified or rather who does not want to feel intimidated by the dog is Philip's housekeeper. Often I see her,swaying her plastic bag at the dog and at times, I would dash out to help her by 'shooing' the dog/ukoi/udog. (orang putih Iban call a dog, UDOG). That's all for this morning,folks. It's still raining outside.