Thursday, August 12, 2010

Won't You Be My Neighbor?

I love my new house, I even semi like most of my weird neighbors. However, today I come home to a lovely note left on my door from ANIMAL CONTROL!

Let me back up. I'm letting my temper take control. About a month after we bought the place, we noticed that the neighbors across the street were insanely weird. They are always working on their car at like 5:30 am, they are parking their cars in the empty house's driveway next door to them, they even use that houses trash cans and pile their own trash up in front of it. Whatever, though, right? To each his own.

What got me is this. When we return home from work, Reagan takes our Golden Retriever (Big Doggie) and our Lab Kahlua  outside to do their business, once they've wee-wee'd or whatever she walks them around the Cul-de-sac for a little exercise before bringing them back in. There are two empty houses with big front yards in the neighborhood (one of them the neighbor across the street parks his car at and uses their trash cans, don't think I haven't forgotten that Mr. beeeeeeeeeeep) Anyway, Reagan started noticing that as she was walking the dogs in the circle that the neighbor would come out of his house, stand at the edge of his lawn, cross his arms over his chest and stare at her. This kinda creeped her out. I don't blame her, it would freak me out too. We've also noticed that either in the mornings or at night they have their own dog out there without a leash so there are times we have to wait until they go inside before we can even take them out. We always walk Big Doggie and Luah on leashes.

This morning Reagan was taking the trash out (Trash dayyy!) and Luah slipped past her and ran into our own yard. Luah NEVER left the yard, Reagan got her in the house within minutes of her getting out. Our neighbor had his dog outside without a leash and of course his dog makes a mad dash for our house. He had to cross the cul-de-sac to get it. And started cursing "What the ****!" and stuff on the way back to his house.

So when I get home there is a note from animal control saying that our dogs are offensive to the neighborhood. Something about their "waist" (this is from the cop that left the note) leaving the neighborhood with an odor. So as soon as I read the note I start walking around the yard looking for said "waist" I finally found it, close to the tree, one of the dogs had done her doggie doo. That's it. ONE TIME we didn't get it.

I am beyond pissed off right now. They called animal control for what? Revenge? For their dog running off? I DON'T get people. So I called the cop like he requested and left a message for him, I will talk to him tomorrow and I am definitely telling him the entire story. I want to know WHY these people are doing this. We haven't even met them.

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