So I know it's a little voyeuristic of me, but I just had to! This is Mike's neighbor, the urban cowboy himself. Long blond hair, cowboy hat, wranglers, GIANT belt buckle, and of course the cowboy shirt and a...LASSO (to rope a TRICYCLE [read animal]).

As I sit outside this is what I hear through the pounding bass (alicia keys, no less) coming from their little neon car that has the doors open:

COWBOY: Let the dog out.
Wife?: Oh, I'm not letting him out.
COWBOY: Why?
Wife?: I know what you want to do.
COWBOY: I want to play fetch.
Wife?: More like you want to play CATCH.
COWBOY: CAtch, FEtch, it's only one letter difference.