Apparently his name is Crash

The dog that lives at the house behind us is often just chained to the large tree in its yard. Yesterday I started wondering if he gets let into the house at all, based on the giant dirt ring around the tree, with a radius roughly the length of his chain. At the time, he was barking up a storm and running around like crazy for no apparent reason. Adam: What's the point of even having a dog like that? It seems like he's just permanently outside, chained to the tree. Megan: He's not always out there. I never see him taken in our out, but sometimes I pass by with Moxie and he's not there. Sure is being noisy tonight though. Adam: Ahh, looks like it's dinner time… Someone's bringing him food. No, wait, scratch that. Just taking out the trash.