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— I Hate My Neighbor —It all started a year and a half ago. It was a peaceful move in, so we thought. We thought we had great neighbors, only to learn they were on vacation for a week. Then reality hit. The driving through my driveway, kids in my yard, trash in my yard, entertaining their guests in my driveway, playing basketball in our driveway and oh, it got worse. This was the first month.
Then there was the rooster. Mind you, we live in the middle of a city. Not only did they have a rooster, it was a fucked up rooster. We live in the central time zone, but the rooster must have been on pacific time. It would sound off at all hours, midnight, two in the morning, and it's loudest on Saturday mornings - 4am. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming this or if caused by my insomnia from the neighbors partying so late on the weekdays - yes, and they have 3 small children. They brought on a whole new meaning to rock out with your cock out. One day, I was out in my yard picking up their trash and a neighbor a few houses down asked if they were crazy or heard a rooster. I then told them, it was the neighbors. She called the cops, I called animal patrol. A week later, it was gone.
Then there was the cat incident. The neighbors got a cat. But, they never let it inside, and one day it had kittens. The kittens were not allowed inside either, they were free to roam and piss on our welcome mats and shit in our flower beds. Not to mention, my husband and I are both allergic to the fuckers. So, my husband was leaving for work one day, and out storms the neighbor - "You killed my cat. You ran it over." My husband, who would have told me of such a great achievement, was dumbfounded. "I did not kill you cat." And she left. A couple of weeks later, out comes our neighbor, to apologize for accusing us of killing her cat and explained how her husband ran it over. We did not think much of her accusations because the kitten blood was on her side of the driveway, right where she parks. Her husband killed it, not my husband.
I won't even go into how they copy us. Or how the youngest of our neighbors children will walk right into our house if we don't lock the screen door on a nice day, just to pet our dog. Or how their children are up at 2 am (we work nights) jumping on the trampoline and hanging the main power lines to the house.
Now we're at the most recent. And we may end up in court. Our driveways butt up against each other. They had a black top drive way and we have a concrete drive way. The property line is clear. You could say it's black and white. They recently have their driveway resurfaced with black top, only to have done part of ours. Then there's the splatters of asphalt ALL OVER our driveway, brand new siding and the asphalt foot prints, burn marks and "skid marks."
Oh, and I learned the hard way, even a 6' privacy fence isn't enough, I need a bio-dome. There's more. And there will be more, I'm sure. After writing what I have, I can't go on anymore. I didn't realize just how shitty they were until now. #5063 — Comments (4) — 11/7/2009 at 2:32 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
Would hate to be you, would hate to put up with this hell, day and night, you poor things!
All you can do is see the logic in this all, if they're on welfare, and couldn't care the less, you then see why they are so displaced in possessing any normal behaviour or ideal behaviour. As far as their animals go, you must realise that it is the people's fault, not the animal's fault. The animals are innocent and these people should not be allowed to have a dog or a cat or for that matter any sort of animals.
First thing next week, please report these people, and what they are doing to disturb your peace, and how they mis-treat their pets, sorry they are not pets, they are innocent animals who cannot speak, and who are abused in every sort of heinous, abbhorent way,
Please do yourself and their pets a favour, report them, to your local council and member of goverment body.
Let us all know how you went, and please, diarise all events since they happenend.
Good luck!