My damn dog--I can't let her out at night when the moon is full, not matter how cold it is, cause she just gets all exciteable and runs and howls and bugs the (very tolerant) neighbours and gets all their dogs going so they're all howling, and more howling is heard from assorted homesteads and the half-breed wolves that run wild in the creek valley and sometimes I have to get up after midnight and drive up to my neighbour's barnyard and coax man's sometime best friend into the truck so I can get her back in the house and we can FINALLY get some peace and quiet. And yet no one ever says anything. Possibly I'm the lightest sleeper in the neighbourhood.   

It aint just a metaphor!