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Apr 4th, 2008 06:35 AM | ||
Kitsa |
Sacks: I'd be just as worried with any dog running wild. Chihuahuas have been some of the most vicious dogs I know. However, with my physical limitations, I'd have a harder time getting between a rottweiler and my kids than a chihuahua and my kids. It's 100% who owns it, and the fact that they don't seem to give a rat's ass either way. But if it makes you feel better, talk some shit about my cats |
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Apr 4th, 2008 05:17 AM | ||
J. Tithonus Pednaud | Specist? Wouldn't a dog racist be a racist dog? I'm picturing a rottweiller with a shaved head and a Hitler mustache. | |
Apr 3rd, 2008 09:45 PM | ||
Sacks | I have a rottweiller and he's a big goof. Don't be a dog racist. Although considering who owns it I'd be cautious, BUT DON'T BE DOG RACIST. | |
Apr 3rd, 2008 09:24 PM | ||
Colonel Flagg |
To paraphrase Indiana Jones, "Rottweilers. Why did it have to be Rottweilers." Check your lease, on the off chance it has a clause concerning pets. I'm guessing that this is a new development, and that maybe Mr. Landlord doesn't know .... yet. |
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Apr 3rd, 2008 06:32 PM | ||
Kitsa |
Thanks...I hope it works. Speaking of the devil, I was just wandering past the front window when I saw a GIGANTIC rottweiler bound past. I was so startled I shouted some badwords in alarm, and I think they heard me. The next thing I knew, the mother and son from next door were running through the neighborhood trying to get hold of this thing. That's just what I want to think about with babies on the way...rottweilers on the loose. |
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Apr 3rd, 2008 05:26 PM | ||
Colonel Flagg |
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Not that you need to use it, mind you, but this kind of support is a good thing to have in your hip pocket. |
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Apr 3rd, 2008 04:35 PM | ||
Pandajuice |
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I'm having issues at the moment with neighborhood kids here thinking they are funny by kicking the wing mirrors of our car, pounding on our front window (our house is right up on the street, common in England), and generally being loud as they walk past the house. I've yelled at them, chased them, snuck up on them and watched them run as I scared the shit out of them, etc, and all that does is make it more of a game and more fun. It just escalates things when you confront bad people, and I'm sure confronting your neighbors won't help either. It's much better to document it (my neighbor has installed a CCTV system to watch over the street), and go to the right authorities. We'll just keep calling the police and giving descriptions every time our property is messed with until they do something about it; at least to just shut us up. I suggest you do the same to your landlord. |
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Apr 3rd, 2008 03:31 PM | ||
Kitsa |
An update, of sorts: I had to call the landlord because our dryer-vent was completely plugged with lint and our clothes weren't drying. When he came (removing both the log of lint and some ancient pre-us beercans and shuttlecocks from the gutters), I mentioned delicately that we were having a personal-space problem with the neighbors. I showed him some portable accordion-fencing from a catalog and asked if I could put up at least a couple, just as a territory-marker. He approved it. It's a start. If they don't respect a fence, well, the situation is probably beyond hope. |
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Mar 27th, 2008 08:33 PM | ||
Dr. Octogonopus | FINALLY, some recognition! | |
Mar 27th, 2008 08:23 PM | ||
Sacks | I'm coming down to Austin to give you the Least Helpful Poster award. Expect me in 3 hours. | |
Mar 27th, 2008 07:54 PM | ||
Dr. Octogonopus |
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And Chojin has a point; you can milk your disablement for all it's worth against them, that gives you TONS of leverage. |
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Mar 27th, 2008 04:33 PM | ||
Chojin |
Also, I'd recommend finding and talking to a lawyer about your problem in general. Since you're disabled, you will probably find that it's easier to get the law to work with you here. Not with the intent to start a lawsuit, mind you - he'll be able to tell you what your legal options are, so you know how to act accordingly. |
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Mar 27th, 2008 09:49 AM | ||
Kitsa |
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Mar 27th, 2008 12:00 AM | ||
thebiggameover |
move.. and when you get your stuff out, set the place on fire.... |
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Mar 26th, 2008 11:28 PM | ||
Sacks | Do you guys remember when Jack Lemmon hid that fish in Walter Mathau's car in Grumpy Old Men? What a hoot! | |
Mar 26th, 2008 11:26 PM | ||
Pub Lover | Those would be really stupid things to do, Dr. O. She doesn't to get into a prank war. | |
Mar 26th, 2008 11:06 PM | ||
Dr. Octogonopus | Ooh, put a potato deeeep in their exhaust pipe. Or sugar their gas tank. Also, open a jar of mayonnaise and/or cans of tuna, and put it in the air duct. If it were possible for you to get into their house, put shrimp in the curtain rods; it'll smell terrible, and who thinks to look in curtain rods? | |
Mar 26th, 2008 10:00 PM | ||
Colonel Flagg |
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Camcording the kid swiping the mail, the junkers in the driveways on the weekends, the airhoses who park in front of your house, anything that might be outside of or in violation of the lease would be still my choice for action. Document, document, document. Keep a file if you have to. Even if you do nothing with the evidence, this simple act of defiance can be a great source of release. And then, when the last straw breaks the camel's back (mixing metaphors, I know) you'll be ready to take the final step. Whether it's with the landlord or a lawyer will be your call. And, BTW you are a fine artist. Good luck. |
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Mar 26th, 2008 05:12 PM | ||
Pub Lover |
Dismantle twenty microwaves, mount the magnetrons on a frame pointed at your neighbour. Maybe have a timer to switch it on so you're not there while it's active. |
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Mar 26th, 2008 05:07 PM | ||
executioneer | break into their half while they're sleeping and set off twenty or so bug bombs | |
Mar 26th, 2008 05:02 PM | ||
Pub Lover | Remove all the oxygen from your side. | |
Mar 26th, 2008 05:00 PM | ||
executioneer | not a good idea on a duplex unless you can figure out a way to keep it contained to the one side | |
Mar 26th, 2008 03:49 PM | ||
Girl Drink Drunk | Kill them. | |
Mar 26th, 2008 01:55 PM | ||
Kitsa |
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I don't know why the first people left; they just up and moved out one weekend. I had the feeling they might have been evicted, because of the sheer speed, but I don't know anything for sure. I doubt the landlord ever knew about the puddle (we're on slabs, so no basement problem). What happened was that the (unsupervised) preteen girls were playing in the backyard one afternoon and got the brilliant idea to thread the garden hose up through the springs of their giant trampoline. I've never been allowed on a trampoline in my life, so I'm not real sure what this was supposed to accomplish, but that's what they did. They stood and watched the hose for a while, then got bored and went inside. I went about my business (was painting out on the patio at the time) and noticed when I glanced over two hours later that the hose was still running and that there was a sizable puddle. I sort of frowned at it, still going full-blast, and started the internal debate as to whether or not I should do anything. Two hours after that, the hose was still going, the whole yard was flooded, and it was getting dark. I finally went next door and knocked...it was answered by the (still unsupervised) girls, who were fully in that ass-annoying "what-evurrrr" phase. I said I was sorry to disturb them, but I didn't know if they knew their hose was still running and the backyard was flooded. One said "Ok, ok, thanks" and slammed the door, but I heard the other girl exclaim "The hose!" just as it closed. I assume they ran back through the house and turned it off. That patch of grass was vivid green for weeks. Here's the thing with my situation, because I don't want to sound like an asshole who just wants to whine about the problem. Well, I guess that's what I'm doing, but I genuinely am really frustrated. I'm disabled and not allowed to drive. I am hugely physically dependent on my family members, and we waited forever for one of these duplexes to open up because it's right down the street from their house. I can get back and forth between the two places easily and it gives me some degree of freedom...it's about 10 minutes from my (boyfriend's)place to theirs or the other way round, give or take the time wasted crossing into the street and back again when some asshat parks across the sidewalk. Being here has been the difference between being like a little kid "dropped off at the babysitter's" and being an adult with some control over my daily activities. It's the difference between being able to function and utter depression, to be perfectly honest. So moving really isn't an option. I just wish that these duplexes weren't continually inhabited by a series of thoughtless rednecks. There was an elderly couple who lived on the other side for about 6 months, and that was fantastic. They mowed their yard and everything! But they found a house and now they're gone, and I damn near wept when I saw the new family had a Bassmaster sitting in the driveway on the first day. Hope that helps clear things up. |
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Mar 26th, 2008 11:51 AM | ||
liquidstatik | arsons the only answer :o | |
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