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Sounds like Heidi was a nightmare. We have a dog in our neighborhood that is similarly terrible. It is completely untrained, barks all day long and, of course, the cherry on top, the owner rarely, if ever, cleans up after her...
I can't imagine this particular dog being any fun to have as a pet, which is why they keep it outside probably 16 hours a day and let the neighbors deal with the noise and nonsense.
I feel bad for the dog. It's not her fault that it wasn't trained and the owners are terrible. Still, I feel your pain. The day this dog leaves the neighborhood, either through force or "natural events", there will be a giant party celebrating her departure!

Sounds like Heidi was a nightmare. We have a dog in our neighborhood that is similarly terrible. It is completely untrained, barks all day long and, of co..."
I'm sure you realize I was exaggerating for comic effect, but this story does have a firm basis in fact. And yes, you're right about the dog too. Heidi was actually quite innocent; she was unbearable because she was pampered and spoiled by her "mamma."
You said that naming dogs after literary characters was admissible. And in this case, come to think of it, the name really did fit the dog. I would have liked to take Heidi, climb a lofty peak somewhere in the Alps, admire the breathtaking scenery, take deep invigorating lungfuls of the pure mountain air--and then fling the little bitch (in all senses the correct term) to a well-deserved demise.
Now before I get protests from the ASPCA, PETA or Betty White, let me assure you and any other canine-loving readers that I'm not in the habit of exterminating dogs (with or without officially recorded genealogies) no matter how sorely I am tempted thereunto. Moreover, the vicious little monster waddled off to her reward long ago--with no assistance from yours truly. That's right, I was not involved! But it's still a satisfying fantasy.