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Neighbors.
Sept 3, 2022 17:04:24 GMT -5
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Post by birdgal on Sept 3, 2022 17:04:24 GMT -5
Since I was a child I have had animals in my life. I'm 77 now and I can remember my very first pet.
I was probably 5 or 6. I was outside sitting on the driveway. My Mom told me my brother had something for me. I was outside waiting. I usually was outside anyway.
I saw my big brother, Tommy, walking up the driveway. He had one hand in back of him. He walked up to me and handed me a beautiful little black and white puppy. She was so tiny and beautiful. I asked him if the puppy was a boy or a girl. She was a girl.
It's funny the things you can remember. At times I don't remember why I walked into a room but I remember my exact words when he put her in my hands. I said, "she is a little honey, isn't she?" Tommy said, "that's a good name why don't you name her Honey?" I did.
I almost forgot why I'm posting this. The people across the street from us have a little dog, Trixie. They put her in their yard and she barks and barks and barks. She wants to do her business and go back in the house. How can they do that? How can they not hear her?
I've gone to their door and knocked and knocked. No answer. Today i knocked. No answer. I called them up. One of them picked up the phone and I told them Trixie has been barking for over an hour! The woman next to them just buried her husband and the Veteran across from them just had surgery on his knee.
She tells me she thought Trixie was in the house. Please don't hand me that BS. I know you can hear because you are talking to me on the phone.
How are your neighbors?
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Post by 2old on Sept 3, 2022 20:17:52 GMT -5
12 homes on our cul-de-sac. We have been in our home 22 years. 4 of the homes have changed ownership during the time we've lived here. All others have been here longer than we have. A young family moved in to one of the homes about 2 years ago. They have 3 little girls. He's a landscape architecture prof at the university. They're the youngest family on the cul-de-sac. Even though we are close to a shopping center, it is a fairly quiet neighborhood. Really good people.
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Post by Drifter on Sept 4, 2022 9:02:16 GMT -5
Our neighborhood is pretty quiet. Rarely hear a barking dog and if we do, it stops quickly.
Only had trouble with 2 neighbors many many years ago. One old man, liked shooting at the black birds towards our place, while I was out in the yard with the kids. Then he'd stake them out in his yard, dozens of them, thinking it would fend off other birds. That ended quickly when I went over there and put the mean mouth on him.
His cat use to come on my back deck and crap in front of the patio door. One day I was outside hand washing my truck when that happened. I was ticked. I took a hand trowel, scooped up that poop, walked across the road and slammed it between his wife's feet on her clean porch, (we called her antiseptic Alice) asking her how she'll like cleaning that up on a daily basis. Told her to keep her cat home or it would come up missing. She tried telling me my cat and dog were always over at her house. I laughed, (didn't have a cat at that time and my dogs never left my sight when outside), told her if that's the case, shoot them. The next day, the old man saw a cat walking through the other neighbors yard, thinking it was mine and he shot it. That neighbor and her young son came running out of their house, screaming and crying, wanting to know why he killed the son's cat. He jumped in his truck and left without answering her. She called her husband home from work and they buried the cat. Those 2 old neighbors have long been deceased.
Another neighbor, loved shooting fireworks off, especially those rocket type ones on 4th of July, which started landing on our roof. The next night, around 3AM, hubby went in his driveway with the shotgun and let off a couple shells while they slept, which woke him up. When the guy came out, hubby handed him the rockets he collected and said do it again and see what happens. He never did shoot fireworks off again.
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Neighbors.
Sept 4, 2022 12:52:51 GMT -5
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Post by birdgal on Sept 4, 2022 12:52:51 GMT -5
If I saw anyone kill one of my cats or even a neighbors pet, I'd do something to them that would change their life forever and I wouldn't get caught. They would not be able to enjoy their cruelty anymore.
I am a believer in an eye for an eye and I'm ready, willing, and able to make it happen.
Payback is a b*tch.
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Post by Drifter on Sept 4, 2022 15:46:59 GMT -5
Yep, you got that right! Hubby became a Wildlife Conservation Officer (aka: Game Warden). Caught the old bugger baiting in turkeys and deer & opened fire. He enjoyed writing that citation and taking a few $$$ away from him including what he killed.
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Post by birdgal on Sept 5, 2022 11:43:27 GMT -5
I feel bad for animals who have to share this planet with cruel, mean, obnoxious, weak, human beings. Weaklings who know they are the weakest animal on the planet and no match for wildlife. That's why we need weapons. Without a weapon we'd never survive. We would be food. We'd probably be played with and batted around before being gobbled up.
Drifter, your hubby sounds like a great guy. You are a lucky woman. I'm grateful for him and people like him. He's a strong man.
Weak men know they are weak. Much, much weaker than wildlife. They know they'd be ripped apart without a weapon. They know they are losers and wimps. A weapon makes them feel powerful and strong. Without it they are the weakest link. With a weapon they are still the weakest animal but the weapon makes them feel as if they aren't.
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