keep your shit where it belongs...

so, we moved last fall to a bigger house in the neighborhood both my husband and i grew up in....we are loving it. i thought it would be hard to leave all the conviences of living right in the thick of fort worth but other than the groceries stores (future blog) i adjusted well. the house we bought was vacant for about 6 months prior our move in......and to my point.


we have nice neighbors and all, nothing like the ones we had before, these so called nice neighbors have three small black yappers. these little yappers had become accustomed to ruling the turf over here......it started with all three charging izzy (at 13 month old) in the driveway any time we walked out the door. now izzy has grown up with our 9 year old black lab and loves dogs but these little fur balls terrified her and being 9 months preggo with a belly the size of 10 watermelons (or so it felt like) i was not much help in quickly coming to her defense. i was shocked that they just let these "adorable" dogs run around without any supervision all day and all NIGHT. talking to others on the street these sweet pups were chasing people on the golf course....not something i have witnessed being as the golf course was closed down.*


the final straw comes one evenng around 10:30 when one of these lovely dogs starts barking at US through the door in our bedroom....these dogs were also in the habit of barking at one of the cats in izzy's window throughout the night, making a very unhappy, extra tired, grouchy, pregnant mother as she was waking up every time. so....jeff gets out of bed walks out the front door, rings their doorbell and explains the problem to the neighbor who cade is sure he is retired from the mafia somewhere. the humor of this is jeff is in pj bottoms, no shirt, bare foot and wearing the nose strip that makes a small dent in his snoring problem.


why today does all begin piss me off again.....because once again when i head out to turn on the sprinkler and pick up fandango's (our black lab) shit i am confronted by much smaller shit EVERYWHERE......their little pains in my ass continue to shit in my yard! i started about a month ago picking up their little turds and putting them in the middle of their driveway hoping the mafia king and family will get the hint. oh, they got the hint all right....now they let them out to shit in our yard after the lights go off here at night. i am not joking, jeff, cade and myself have all looked out the window and seen them seceretly shitting after hours. i am so pissed off by this i may just have to resort to line their sidewalk with flaming brown bags of DOG SHIT ring the doorbell and walking off with a great big smile on my face.


*another tale for another day....our backyard backs up to the golf course and as we are signing the papers hear the course is closing with an unknown date of reopening. aaaughgh....