Rant about neighbours
Dec. 17th, 2006 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tripperfunsterThey are strange, backwoods, hillbilly freaks!
Okay, I live in the country (sort of). We live outside the city, and most of our 5 neighbours have about 4 acres each, so we're not right on top of each other, but you see people driving/walking by, etc, and the kids of the people across the street come over and play with my kids occasionally.
For the most part, even though they are 8 and 9 years old (boy and girl) and my kids are only 3 and 4 (boy and boy)they play together fairly well, (with supervision). but some odd things have been happening, and I'm not quite sure how to address them. Well, I"M pretty sure, but hubby disagrees. Okay, here's the wierdness;
1)They shot our pig! (with a pellet gun) We both own pot bellied pigs from the same litter. Sometimes our pig sneaks away and visits their pig, and sometimes, they fight with each other, leaving bloodied ears, snouts, etc. I mean, they're not pit bulls, you just yell, and wave your arms, and they generally separate and that's that. And mostly, it's THEIR pig visiting OUR house, not vice versa, but last summer, two days after 'Hogrid' (our pig) visited them, I noticed something stuck in his leg. I grabbed him and had hubby hold him while I pulled it out, thinking it was just a bit of metal or something, and low and behold, it was a pellet from a pellet gun. Now, of course, without the help of CSI and ballistic tests, I can't prove that pellet came from THEIR gun, but ...duh! That's the only place Hogrid has ever been, aside from our house, and I highly doubt that some stranger pulled into your yard, whipped out a pellet gun and shot our pig.
When I confronted the 9yo boy, he flatly denied knowing anything about it.
2)Smeared shit. Last fall, 'someone' smeared dog shit all over the doorknob to our shed. (WTF??) About a week later, I opened the flippy gas cap on the truck, and a hardened blob of shit fell out of there too. (I assume from the same shitcident). We have 3 'close' neighbours. An 80 year old couple (whom we get along just fine with) A younger couple with a baby (the wife is a cop), who we wave 'hi' to, but never really talk, and gee...lemme think...oh yeah, the couple with the TWO KIDS THAT COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE ON A DAILY BASIS. *wracks brain* Who could have been the perp??
3)Hubby spent a good amount of time putting xmas lights up on our trees and bushes. (plus some timers and other stuff.) Tonight, most of the lights didn't go on, and when he went out there, most of the strings of lights had been unplugged from the sockets AND from the other strings of lights AND some bulbs were missing AND the timers had been fucked with.
What really burns my ass here, is I am nice to those kids! I invite them in to play with my kids, I give them hot chocolate and cookies, we chat, etc. I mean, I'm certainly not perfect, but i don't think I've given them a reason to be vindictive towards me.
I don't know a lot about their parents, we've chatted and had coffee, etc, and to me, they seem pretty...I dunno...stoopid, but it's hard to tell. They don't really get along well with each other, and they let their kids do things (LIKE HOLD ONTO FIREWORKS WHILE THEY'RE SHOOTING OFF. I kid you not..) and they have a TON of cats that they never fix (yeah, that falls to ME when they wander over here, pregnant and begging for food.) And one night last summer, I came home and the dad was BURNING THE BULLRUSHES IN THE DITCHES. I thought my freaking house was on fire as I was driving up, but no, it was dad and the boy, watching the ditches burn and smoke. When I asked him ...uh, why? He said, "Oh, because mice hide in the grasses."
Uh, yeah...YOU LIVE IN THE FUCKIN' COUNTRY, DUMBASS! don't your 1200 un-neutered cats kill enough mice for you?
Plus, now that it's cold, their pig is over at our house every day, freezing and starving, and rooting through our garbage. grrrr. I'm not really mad at the pig, but I hate having to worry about leaving a garbage bag by the back door in case it gets strewn around by a hungry pig. (and yes, of course, we feed their pig every day!!)
Okay, I could go on and on, but I'll stop now.
What do you think I should do? (aside from move. We love it here, sans neighbours)
And a (not so) funny little aside, the first time hubby met the dad, he told me, "Hey, I met the man across the road." I said, "Oh, what's he like?" Long pause... "Erm...he kind of reminds me of a pedophile." EEP! (needless to say, our kids are never there without one of us!!) I don't THINK he's a pedophile, but of course, generally, people don't hang out with people that they suspect are freaks, right?
*sigh*
Okay, I live in the country (sort of). We live outside the city, and most of our 5 neighbours have about 4 acres each, so we're not right on top of each other, but you see people driving/walking by, etc, and the kids of the people across the street come over and play with my kids occasionally.
For the most part, even though they are 8 and 9 years old (boy and girl) and my kids are only 3 and 4 (boy and boy)they play together fairly well, (with supervision). but some odd things have been happening, and I'm not quite sure how to address them. Well, I"M pretty sure, but hubby disagrees. Okay, here's the wierdness;
1)They shot our pig! (with a pellet gun) We both own pot bellied pigs from the same litter. Sometimes our pig sneaks away and visits their pig, and sometimes, they fight with each other, leaving bloodied ears, snouts, etc. I mean, they're not pit bulls, you just yell, and wave your arms, and they generally separate and that's that. And mostly, it's THEIR pig visiting OUR house, not vice versa, but last summer, two days after 'Hogrid' (our pig) visited them, I noticed something stuck in his leg. I grabbed him and had hubby hold him while I pulled it out, thinking it was just a bit of metal or something, and low and behold, it was a pellet from a pellet gun. Now, of course, without the help of CSI and ballistic tests, I can't prove that pellet came from THEIR gun, but ...duh! That's the only place Hogrid has ever been, aside from our house, and I highly doubt that some stranger pulled into your yard, whipped out a pellet gun and shot our pig.
When I confronted the 9yo boy, he flatly denied knowing anything about it.
2)Smeared shit. Last fall, 'someone' smeared dog shit all over the doorknob to our shed. (WTF??) About a week later, I opened the flippy gas cap on the truck, and a hardened blob of shit fell out of there too. (I assume from the same shitcident). We have 3 'close' neighbours. An 80 year old couple (whom we get along just fine with) A younger couple with a baby (the wife is a cop), who we wave 'hi' to, but never really talk, and gee...lemme think...oh yeah, the couple with the TWO KIDS THAT COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE ON A DAILY BASIS. *wracks brain* Who could have been the perp??
3)Hubby spent a good amount of time putting xmas lights up on our trees and bushes. (plus some timers and other stuff.) Tonight, most of the lights didn't go on, and when he went out there, most of the strings of lights had been unplugged from the sockets AND from the other strings of lights AND some bulbs were missing AND the timers had been fucked with.
What really burns my ass here, is I am nice to those kids! I invite them in to play with my kids, I give them hot chocolate and cookies, we chat, etc. I mean, I'm certainly not perfect, but i don't think I've given them a reason to be vindictive towards me.
I don't know a lot about their parents, we've chatted and had coffee, etc, and to me, they seem pretty...I dunno...stoopid, but it's hard to tell. They don't really get along well with each other, and they let their kids do things (LIKE HOLD ONTO FIREWORKS WHILE THEY'RE SHOOTING OFF. I kid you not..) and they have a TON of cats that they never fix (yeah, that falls to ME when they wander over here, pregnant and begging for food.) And one night last summer, I came home and the dad was BURNING THE BULLRUSHES IN THE DITCHES. I thought my freaking house was on fire as I was driving up, but no, it was dad and the boy, watching the ditches burn and smoke. When I asked him ...uh, why? He said, "Oh, because mice hide in the grasses."
Uh, yeah...YOU LIVE IN THE FUCKIN' COUNTRY, DUMBASS! don't your 1200 un-neutered cats kill enough mice for you?
Plus, now that it's cold, their pig is over at our house every day, freezing and starving, and rooting through our garbage. grrrr. I'm not really mad at the pig, but I hate having to worry about leaving a garbage bag by the back door in case it gets strewn around by a hungry pig. (and yes, of course, we feed their pig every day!!)
Okay, I could go on and on, but I'll stop now.
What do you think I should do? (aside from move. We love it here, sans neighbours)
And a (not so) funny little aside, the first time hubby met the dad, he told me, "Hey, I met the man across the road." I said, "Oh, what's he like?" Long pause... "Erm...he kind of reminds me of a pedophile." EEP! (needless to say, our kids are never there without one of us!!) I don't THINK he's a pedophile, but of course, generally, people don't hang out with people that they suspect are freaks, right?
*sigh*
