The Voice Of Anger
The dog barked, yelling its defiance, shouting out in warning: “Intruders. Strangers. Danger here. Come quickly, everyone take heed, take up arms, be wary, wake now and defend your home.”
His master yelled at him, so he barked louder. There must be a threat. “Man the barricades.”
Eventually, the master learned to calm the dog, sooth and reassure it, teach it to stay quiet and out of the way, until it was needed.
“Sit by the fire, boy,” the man said. “Enjoy your dinner. Get some sleep. No need to fear. All is well.”