That blood-curdling scream you just heard would be...

Mickey's dog Pluto!

There is a park beyond my back wall and most of the time the only sounds I hear from there are kids baseball games, and maybe once or twice a year the festive sounds of a dance for the local Hispanic teens. Tonight though, as I was watching the dregs of the local news, it sounded like my next door neighbors were playing a really loud video game. No problem. It's barely dark. They can play a load game if they want. Then I heard the unmistakable golden tones of Donald Duck, as usual complaining about something. I got up to go out and check for the fun of it, and what do I see through my garden window? A classic Mickey Mouse cartoon on a nice sized screen facing toward my house. If the screen were higher, I could pull up a chair, open the window and have a drive in movie in my own home. Some kind of get-together for the local Boys and Girls club put on by local city council woman. Just as I sat down to write this, the whole house away from that garden window I hear a horrible scream which sounds like it's coming from the front of the house. Fortunately, it goes on long enough that I recognize Pluto! The sound system is so loud I can hear it better through the front window than I can through the length of the house.

Now I hear the city council woman giving a speech. Thank goodness, I can't make out what she's saying.

Now Little Rascals, cool!