Weird Neighbors

My neighbors Tony and Lottie have 2 large Cujo-like dogs. When Goldie is in the yard, they snarl at the fence as if they are going to bust through the wood and tear her limb from limb.

Goldie, being a polite GOOD GIRL lady dog, merely prances along the fence with her toy in her mouth, making her little "rrrr-rrrr-rrrr" noise.

The Cujos are barkers, too, and since Tony and Lottie live in a house at the front of a deep lot, and since I live in the house at the back of a deep lot, when the dogs bark at the back fence, the neighbors can't hear them, but I can.

Last night I went to bed about 11 and one of the Cujos was barking. I put in earplugs and turned on my radio to loud static. I could still hear Cujo, who is the most annoying barker on the plane. He was quiet just long enough to allow me to fall asleep, then a short burst of loud barking.

Awake. Asleep. Awake. Asleep. And so on.

At 11:35, I got up, put on clothes, put on shoes, went out to the fence and made sure it was indeed the Cujo doing the barking.

I walked over and knocked on the neighbors' door. I could see their TV on and all their cars were home. No answer. More knocking. Louder knocking. Waiting.

Finally Tony came to the door.

"Um, I think your dog is barking at the back fence," I said.

"No, my dogs are inside here," Tony said.

"Huh? Are you sure? I was RIGHT by the fence and your dog was out..." I said, puzzled.

"Nope," Tony said.

I came back home and the barking had stopped. Cujo was inside.

Tony had gotten up, let his dog in, then come to the door and LIED to me about his dog being outside. Why not just say "Oh, sorry about the barking, I just put the dog in"?

How weird can people get?