Oh thank you God, I'm still so happy after finding out. /dance
Background:
Shortly after we moved in to this neighborhood, a small family moved in to the rental home across the street. Then another family moved in. Then another. I believe it was two small families plus a couple living in there. And oh my lord, were they obnoxious. This is a rather nice little community here. Mostly elderly folk, but everyone here is very friendly, peaceful, and well-kept. Not these people.
It wasn't uncommon to be woken up around 2 or 3 am to hear them hooting/hollering/screaming on their front porch at each other. Beer bottles strewn in the street, in their yard....wasn't that uncommon either. Neither was hearing the father screaming at his daughter, and on several occasions we saw him chasing her around the home. Not in a playful manner either. The father also tended to park his oversized pickup truck half in the street, and when he got a job at the electric company nearby, his crane truck as well. People had to swerve and drive partially in our front yard to get around it.
And then, there was their dog. First, it was just the single Chihuahua, who they let roam free around the neighborhoof. It was a mean little thing, and has tried to bite my children several times. I actually kicked it at one point because it nearly got my youngest. I called animal control on it a few times, and I know I'm not the only one. I've been told that they were fined over and over again, but that nothing happened beyond that.
And the poop. Yes, its just poop, but when it got to the point that my kids couldn't play in our front yard anymore because they ALWAYS stepped in dog poop, it got really, really frustrating. And since it always used our yard for the bathroom, whenever it wandered to someone else's house, people would come to OUR home and yell at us about it pooping in their yard. I had to tell people over and over again, its not our dog, its THEIRS. One woman was just about rabid in her anger at me, because the dog pooped in her yard, and when she came outside to yell at it, it went after her cat. Her cat's really old, can't move fast, and frail. Even though it was a Chihuahua, it would've done some serious damage.
Then they got another one. This one was even meaner, and they actually were ordered by the PD to keep it tied up, because I believe it actually DID bite someone. It got loose one day, and I didn't see it again. From what I hear, it chased a jogger down to the main road, and was hit by a car. I feel guilty admitting that when I heard about it, I kinda wished it would happen to the other dog too.
A couple of months ago, was The Glorious First Sign.
I was sitting in the office, working, when I noticed a police car pull up in our yard. He got out, checked the house number, then went over to their home. Then another pulled up. Then a third! They all got out and knocked on their door. Amusing part was, they were ALL home, and we could see them literally diving behind couches and chairs to hide, through their living room windows. I may or may not have been inspired to turn on Yakety Sax while witnessing it.
Eventually the police left, and we watched them come out on their porch and quibble, but after a few they FLED inside. Literally fled. I'm pretty sure someone just about got knocked over in their haste.
The police had come back.
There was an amusing repeat of earlier, and then they departed. Not less than a minute after, they came back AGAIN, with the Sheriff's car this time! They still stayed hiding, and once they left, the fun REALLY began.
They stood out on their porch, screaming like banshees at each other, and just throwing anything and everything into their vans. This went on for a couple of hours, and they left, came back, threw more stuff, left, came back, etc etc. We figured they were leaving right then, but ah, it was not so. Eventually the police did catch up with them on one of the trips, and after talking with him, they stopped their frenetic packing, and business went back to normal. Except, they got an "electric fence" for their dog, that worked for all of two days, and then she ran wild again. Sigh.
But then, Yesterday.
Police showed up with one car. Posted something on their door, and left. Woman came out and checked it, and then went back inside quietly. Within the hour, EVERY single one of their cars, trucks, and vans were lined up in the street (two vans, two cars, three trucks) , and they were packing SUPER FAST. They cleaned out the entire house in under 12 hours. Literally.
We suspected an eviction, but it was confirmed today by one of the people who live down the street.
So yep, I'm celebrating. Finally, no more dog, no more being woken up in the wee hours, and no more worrying about my children getting bitten.
The only people I feel bad for are the owners of that home, because I can only imagine what kind of damage they left behind. It's probably quite horrific. <.<
Background:
Shortly after we moved in to this neighborhood, a small family moved in to the rental home across the street. Then another family moved in. Then another. I believe it was two small families plus a couple living in there. And oh my lord, were they obnoxious. This is a rather nice little community here. Mostly elderly folk, but everyone here is very friendly, peaceful, and well-kept. Not these people.
It wasn't uncommon to be woken up around 2 or 3 am to hear them hooting/hollering/screaming on their front porch at each other. Beer bottles strewn in the street, in their yard....wasn't that uncommon either. Neither was hearing the father screaming at his daughter, and on several occasions we saw him chasing her around the home. Not in a playful manner either. The father also tended to park his oversized pickup truck half in the street, and when he got a job at the electric company nearby, his crane truck as well. People had to swerve and drive partially in our front yard to get around it.
And then, there was their dog. First, it was just the single Chihuahua, who they let roam free around the neighborhoof. It was a mean little thing, and has tried to bite my children several times. I actually kicked it at one point because it nearly got my youngest. I called animal control on it a few times, and I know I'm not the only one. I've been told that they were fined over and over again, but that nothing happened beyond that.
And the poop. Yes, its just poop, but when it got to the point that my kids couldn't play in our front yard anymore because they ALWAYS stepped in dog poop, it got really, really frustrating. And since it always used our yard for the bathroom, whenever it wandered to someone else's house, people would come to OUR home and yell at us about it pooping in their yard. I had to tell people over and over again, its not our dog, its THEIRS. One woman was just about rabid in her anger at me, because the dog pooped in her yard, and when she came outside to yell at it, it went after her cat. Her cat's really old, can't move fast, and frail. Even though it was a Chihuahua, it would've done some serious damage.
Then they got another one. This one was even meaner, and they actually were ordered by the PD to keep it tied up, because I believe it actually DID bite someone. It got loose one day, and I didn't see it again. From what I hear, it chased a jogger down to the main road, and was hit by a car. I feel guilty admitting that when I heard about it, I kinda wished it would happen to the other dog too.
A couple of months ago, was The Glorious First Sign.
I was sitting in the office, working, when I noticed a police car pull up in our yard. He got out, checked the house number, then went over to their home. Then another pulled up. Then a third! They all got out and knocked on their door. Amusing part was, they were ALL home, and we could see them literally diving behind couches and chairs to hide, through their living room windows. I may or may not have been inspired to turn on Yakety Sax while witnessing it.
Eventually the police left, and we watched them come out on their porch and quibble, but after a few they FLED inside. Literally fled. I'm pretty sure someone just about got knocked over in their haste.
The police had come back.
There was an amusing repeat of earlier, and then they departed. Not less than a minute after, they came back AGAIN, with the Sheriff's car this time! They still stayed hiding, and once they left, the fun REALLY began.
They stood out on their porch, screaming like banshees at each other, and just throwing anything and everything into their vans. This went on for a couple of hours, and they left, came back, threw more stuff, left, came back, etc etc. We figured they were leaving right then, but ah, it was not so. Eventually the police did catch up with them on one of the trips, and after talking with him, they stopped their frenetic packing, and business went back to normal. Except, they got an "electric fence" for their dog, that worked for all of two days, and then she ran wild again. Sigh.
But then, Yesterday.
Police showed up with one car. Posted something on their door, and left. Woman came out and checked it, and then went back inside quietly. Within the hour, EVERY single one of their cars, trucks, and vans were lined up in the street (two vans, two cars, three trucks) , and they were packing SUPER FAST. They cleaned out the entire house in under 12 hours. Literally.
We suspected an eviction, but it was confirmed today by one of the people who live down the street.
So yep, I'm celebrating. Finally, no more dog, no more being woken up in the wee hours, and no more worrying about my children getting bitten.
The only people I feel bad for are the owners of that home, because I can only imagine what kind of damage they left behind. It's probably quite horrific. <.<
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