Wish...
Fairy godmother appears, and tells me I have one wish. Now, fairy godmothers are pretty hardworking and don't have a lot of time to spare, and so straight away she makes the obvious suggestions: become really handsome and get loads of women, have guaranteed good health, be stinking rich etc.
I stop her with a wave of my hand. I say: I know I'm ugly as hell, smoke 50 a day and I haven't got two coins to rub together. But my wish is this:
I wish that any dog I can hear barking from my property will drop dead if it barks for more than one minute.
Can you do that, I ask. Certainly, says the fairy godmother, and waves her wand and disappears. Shortly after, one of the neighbours' dogs starts up.
WAH! WAH! WAH! I look at my watch and as soon as the second hand has gone round once, there's silence. I risk a look out of the window, and see the dog lying motionless on the lawn. I leap up with joy...
...then wake up at 2.45 am because that cunting dog next door is barking again. If only that dream could come true, but it won't.
No wonder people use antifreeze, rat poison, slug pellets or pesticides to kill barking dogs. Who cares if it's slow and painful - we all need our sleep and that's more important than whether some food-to-shit converter suffers or not. If that makes me disgustingly cruel like the guy above said, fine. All victims of barking dogs should act to eliminate the pests and good luck to them.