That rent house (which was for sale before, but thats a whole other story :p ) next door to us seems to be cursed to have less than favorable tenants. I dont know where our cat Oz is right now. It looked like the neighbors stupid ass dogs had a hold of him. They ran up on our porch twice tonight attacking the cat. Its happened before. Three different occasions we approached the neighbors, very civilly and with a smile, and asked politely that they keep their Doberman and whatever that other giant dog is chained up in their back yard in response to it being in ours, chasing our cat, jumping against the side of our vehicles and house, etc. Three times is enough. There is no leash law in the county. The most we can do legally is file a civil complaint. Tonight, while me and Serenity were out and about in town, the dogs attacked Oz on our front porch. Amy thought someone was breaking in at first because of the sudden loud bangs against the glass door. She ran them off and brought Oz inside. After she told me about it when I got home, I walked outside and scoped the area out. It appeared the dogs were gone. We let Oz back out. Then it happened again. They ran up onto our porch. I grabbed the baseball bat and stormed out the door. Again, three times before tonight this has happened. I wont stand for it. It looked like they had a good grip on Oz, so yeah...I was going to swing. I chased them out of our yard back into their back yard where the neighbors where hanging out. They were all outside, just sitting there. Dunno what they were doing or why they just let their dogs run loose or how they didnt hear the commotion. All they saw was me, holding my bat, saying very clearly and with conviction that they need to keep that dog chained up. No civility, no smile. Fed up. Now we cant find Oz. We saw no blood, so hopefully hes ok and just freaked out hiding up a tree. Serenity lost it and was crying all night over Oz. The neighbors spent some time going up and down the street trying to catch their dog. It chased another neighborhood cat down in the process. Neighbor lady, standing next to her mute savant looking husband and another dude who appeared to have a handgun stuffed in the back of his pants, had a nice yelling standoff with me. She seemed to have amnesia and doesnt recall the other times we approached her about this and thought me going after her dog with a bat was chicken shit, unnecessary, and how dare I in front of her kids (despite me being on my property). I was wearing an X-Men shirt, jeans, and flip flops, and, as noted earlier tonight, Ive lost 17 lbs so her state of mind was clearly brought into question when she called me a fat redneck. Oh! And she also said if my cat is on her property (cough*renters*cough) she will kill it and leave it on my porch in a bow. Because my cat is violently attacking her dog? Shes right, though. I was clearly just bored and looking to stress myself out in a yelling match with stupid people who allow their animals to come up n my place and do damage. This is my idea of a lovely evening. Maybe shes right about the redneck part. Because Im not going to mess around when it comes to me and mine *spits into a can*
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 04:24:03 +0000
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