I arrived in Santiago de Chile on April 10th, 2011. For the first 5 weeks, I lived in a home with Andres, mi papa Chileno. I refer to Andres as my Chilean father because his birthday is on the same day as that of my blood father. Also, Andres took care of me like his own.
Andres has a lovely home in Las Condes, a residential comuna located on the outskirts of Santiago. Since Andres lives alone in a grand house, he rents out rooms to extranjeros, mostly gringos from North America. I was one such gringo. During my stay with Andres, I developed a love-hate relationship with his dog, Cadeaux, which he kept in his backyard.
During the wee hours of the night, Cadeaux would bark if the wind blew, or if his balls itched, or for seemingly no reason at all. His barking echoed through the house, robbing me of sleep on many nights. Unfortunately, Andres had no intention of letting Cadeaux sleep in the house. At times I despised that cute little bastard.
During the day, whenever Andres was home, Cadeaux would bark incessantly for stretches of 20-40 minutes. Andres somehow tolerated or blocked out his dog’s yapping. But I couldn’t. One day I had the thought of chaining up Andres in his backyard and bringing Cadeaux inside the house, where I could feed him mutton until he passed out. I mentioned my idea to mi papa Chileno, and he was uncomfortably amused. He didn’t understand that I wasn’t kidding.
In the video, you can hear mi papa Chileno talking about Cadeaux barking for 30 minutes straight. Good Grief, Charlie Brown.