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Control your dog
This just happened today. I am pissed. I don't usually get too pissed, but I am close to seeing red. I don't know if, in this story, I'm the one at fault and being a horrible person, or if this person is a horrible neighbor. People have posted about neighbors on here though, so I decided to try it.
Back ground: In December my 15 year old cat died, and then in March my grandma died, and now my dog has to be put down on Friday because he has cancer that's gone to his brain, so it's been a pretty rough year. I've been in an extremely rotten state of mind and I been kinda mood swingy. That's the best way I can explain myself.
In the neighborhood we live in, there's a bunch of dogs. One family near us has a jack russell terrier(our dog's breed) and he looks almost like our dog, except he's got some brown spots. Before he began exhibiting the symptoms of his condition, our dog used to be pretty cunning in getting out of our back yard. He never got the chance to do much (we would chase him down pretty quick) but one of the newer neighbors I guess got sick with it or something. Maybe this explains why she acted the way she did with this.
Because the cancer also affected my dog's bladder, I've been heading home early to make sure he can go outside when he needs to. I'm at home at about 2 when the doorbell rings and I go to answer the door. One of the neighbors who I've talked to a few times but don't know very well is at the door and she looks pissed.
ANL= Angry Neighbor lady
RM= The depressed Rena Muffin
ANL: Your dog got out again!
RM: (looks at the dog whose either been in the back yard or in the house with me) No he didn't. He's been in here with me.
ANL: That's bulls**t! He got out and he was digging in my yard!
RM: No, he's-
ANL: Do you want me to call animal control, have them handle everything? They'll cart him away.
RM: (now getting annoyed) I seriously doubt that. He's been in the yard, or in the house with me.
ANL: (In a tone like I'm suddenly a child or just very slow) Oh yes! They'll cart him away. Then, they'll put him to sleep for being such a bad dog.
RM: (past annoyed, into angry but will not show) Riley (dog's name) has been with me. Are you sure it wasn't (names off the neighbor with the other jack russell).
ANL: Are you calling me a liar? I'll call the police on you, letting your dog run around like that. That's negligent! That's a crime. You want me to do that?
And then I lost it. I don't know what set me off. I just started screaming at her. I screamed about my cat, and grandma, and how the dog was dying and he sure as hell had been in the house because I was coming home early to take care of him. I screamed about how stupid she was. I think I also screamed about things that had nothing to do with her coming to my house. Then, I slammed the door in her face, went to the couch, and cried.
I feel really bad, I just blew up. I think the neighbor just watched me go from calm to possessed by some hateful demon of rage and evil. I mean, I was pretty sure that by the time I was done, I'd spewed not only the bitter bile of my emotions at her but just bucketfuls of unwanted rage. I didn't give any warning, I just went nuts. I even slammed the door on her.
Am I a bad person?
Post script: After I'd calmed down, I saw the neighbor's dog run by. This made me laugh for really no reason.
Back ground: In December my 15 year old cat died, and then in March my grandma died, and now my dog has to be put down on Friday because he has cancer that's gone to his brain, so it's been a pretty rough year. I've been in an extremely rotten state of mind and I been kinda mood swingy. That's the best way I can explain myself.
In the neighborhood we live in, there's a bunch of dogs. One family near us has a jack russell terrier(our dog's breed) and he looks almost like our dog, except he's got some brown spots. Before he began exhibiting the symptoms of his condition, our dog used to be pretty cunning in getting out of our back yard. He never got the chance to do much (we would chase him down pretty quick) but one of the newer neighbors I guess got sick with it or something. Maybe this explains why she acted the way she did with this.
Because the cancer also affected my dog's bladder, I've been heading home early to make sure he can go outside when he needs to. I'm at home at about 2 when the doorbell rings and I go to answer the door. One of the neighbors who I've talked to a few times but don't know very well is at the door and she looks pissed.
ANL= Angry Neighbor lady
RM= The depressed Rena Muffin
ANL: Your dog got out again!
RM: (looks at the dog whose either been in the back yard or in the house with me) No he didn't. He's been in here with me.
ANL: That's bulls**t! He got out and he was digging in my yard!
RM: No, he's-
ANL: Do you want me to call animal control, have them handle everything? They'll cart him away.
RM: (now getting annoyed) I seriously doubt that. He's been in the yard, or in the house with me.
ANL: (In a tone like I'm suddenly a child or just very slow) Oh yes! They'll cart him away. Then, they'll put him to sleep for being such a bad dog.
RM: (past annoyed, into angry but will not show) Riley (dog's name) has been with me. Are you sure it wasn't (names off the neighbor with the other jack russell).
ANL: Are you calling me a liar? I'll call the police on you, letting your dog run around like that. That's negligent! That's a crime. You want me to do that?
And then I lost it. I don't know what set me off. I just started screaming at her. I screamed about my cat, and grandma, and how the dog was dying and he sure as hell had been in the house because I was coming home early to take care of him. I screamed about how stupid she was. I think I also screamed about things that had nothing to do with her coming to my house. Then, I slammed the door in her face, went to the couch, and cried.
I feel really bad, I just blew up. I think the neighbor just watched me go from calm to possessed by some hateful demon of rage and evil. I mean, I was pretty sure that by the time I was done, I'd spewed not only the bitter bile of my emotions at her but just bucketfuls of unwanted rage. I didn't give any warning, I just went nuts. I even slammed the door on her.
Am I a bad person?
Post script: After I'd calmed down, I saw the neighbor's dog run by. This made me laugh for really no reason.
You have had a hard year, you are losing one more beloved family member and that brain dead excuse for a neighbor couldn't even be bothered to listen to what you were saying. Yeah, you probably said more than you wanted to or normally would. Guess what? You are allowed to be human. If you get a chance, and you feel like it, take the time to try to make her feel worse by offering an extremely specific apology next time you see her. Not for what you said, but specifically "I'm sorry I lost control when you were harassing me about other neighbors dog." 
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
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