Thursday, July 17, 2008

When it rains, it pours

2 hours after we returned home yesterday, there was a knock on our front door.

Hello, Officers. What? My horse is loose? My neighbor called you? Oh look, there he is. Grazing in my front yard. Not off the property. Oh, Officer, my out of control 23 year old toddler safe gelding isn't really running the neighborhood killing people. Really. Why, Officer, are you shining your flashlight in my horse's face? Do you not see you are scaring the living daylights out of him? By the way, Officer, why'd you need 3 cruisers to respond to a loose horse call?

Hello neighbors. I find it funny that you were out at 11pm in my front yard to see my loose horse. Maybe you helped him get out. Actually, take out that maybe. We'll say, just for kicks and giggles, that Buddy was out on his own and you just happened to be there. Why, dear neighbor who I have never had an issue with, why would you not tell me the horse is loose? Why would you let the horse remain loose, whilst awaiting the arrival of the authorities, knowing that he could potentially take off and cause a car accident? Because, dear neighbor, you wanted to have the horse loose when the police arrived. Or maybe you let him out just after calling the police.

-Squishy back in- What the hell is wrong with people? My old horse, my son's therapy animal, got out for the first time. Someone let him out. The gate was shut behind him. He could not have done it. Not only that, but the neighbor who called the cops and filed the animal control report against me is one that we've always been friendly with. why, all of a sudden, the day we're back from an 8 day vacation? Why not knock on the door and tell me what your issue is? I don't get it. Who the hell does this?

Animal control will be out this week sometime to inspect my vicious death horsie and his surroundings. I have nothing to hide, let 'em come. someone opened my gate again today. I put Buddy in his stall. I will find out who it is, and I will call the cops. I'm pissed beyond belief. So is everyone else here who has a horse.

And in the meantime, I will watch the fence, make sure the pop is cleaned daily, and keep the horse and fencing in immaculate order.

I will no longer mow my lawn, on the side that borders the Neighbors. Let the idiots have something to whine about. They are obsessive mowers, their back yard looks like a golf course. mine will look like a jungle. I don't mind grass, nope nope.



Anonymous said...

Wow. I haven't commented before, but this is something so seriously shitastic I can't help myself. How passive-aggressive do you have to BE? *sigh* I'm sorry you have to deal with THIS, on top of everything else.

dressage_x said...

You know, I've been reading this blog since you started, (i'm sarafabulous on the Fugly board) and first of all i'd like you say that I think you're a great mom. Honestly, I know my mom could not deal with the things you deal with.

I'm sorry you had to deal with the POLICE showing up at your house the day after vacation. Is there any way you can put a padlock on your gate, or a bike lock?

And I totally think you need to stop mowing your lawn. Throw some of the kid's toys out there too! :)