Surrogate Stalker Reveals Herself

My other loss in this tournament was also published (tap) for some reason which eludes me.

When I came home from the super market just now I was greeted by a barking dog. It belonged to the lady next door. While the dog barked and barked the woman pretended to try and quiet the little thing, while at the same time fumbling interminally with her door key. This attempt at multi-tasking proved too much for her and she accomplished neither. Meanwhile Kootch seemed to cooperate (boom), taking her sweet time to answer the door. I knocked again louder and she finally answered, allowing me to escape the little beast.

It was the sort of 'coincidence' which suggested to me in the late '80s that my personal log was being read. Very classic (boom) stuff. The last time I met a barking dog in the hallway was about five years ago.