Well, I’m finding out that you can go from a fairly well respected individual with the local police to a near laughing stock in one evening.
Wife comes up to me a tells me that the little dog next door has been left out in the rain, most of the evening with no food or water.
So, while she snapped some pictures, I tried to call Animal Control. Seems they only work Monday through Friday. So, I figure since the cops had a record of the idiots calling on me for not minding my own business, while their daughter swung the dog by it’s neck, on the leash, and were told it was my business in an abuse case, they would be relatively helpfull.
So, the cop shows up, sees the dog (weighs about 3 pounds) covered in mud, staked out in the rain, and yelping.
He goes next door and after several attempts of knocking on the door finally gets the owner downstairs who tells the cop that the daughter (yeah, the same one) must have let it out to the bathroom and forgotten about it. Yeah, innocent mistake after trying to hang the thing.
When the cop comes back, he tells me that I have to learn how to get along with the neighbors or just ignore them. Screw the fact that previous reports indicated the same thing I called about.
So now, who is the neighborhood asshole? The guy who is destroying the world or trying to say a little piece of it, when I’m paying a mortgage?
And, who is the racist, after I was referred to as a Nosy white mother fucker?
Worked 30 years with Blacks and lived next to them the whole time we rented. Not a problem in the world.
So much for trying to do the right thing. I found out, there is no right thing. Don’t worry that the way you were raised kept the peace all through your childhood.
So, what have we learned from all this?
If they ain’t set the house on fire, ignore ‘em.