Well, I seem to have gotten things back under control. I'm not going to even bother trying to backfill the last 8 or 9 months. Suffice to say that my life got really, really busy and I just didn't have time to play with this.
So in recent news, one of our cars died this past weekend. We were halfway to Great Barrington, MA when the engine started making this awful clacking noise. We managed to coax it to a gas station where we waited
two and a half hours for a frigging tow truck to take us home.
The verdict? The engine threw a rod (I think that's the correct phrase) and it will cost between $1,200 and $1,400 to replace it. Time to go car shopping. Whee! Now I just have to figure out where the heck the money is going to come from for new wheels.
What else is going on? Well, we pissed off our next door neighbors. They got a pit bull puppy a while back. We saw this dog outside maybe three or four times since they got it until the middle of April when they started leaving him in the back yard 24/7. I would just like to point out something to anyone who is unfamiliar with the weather in NY. It's still really freaking cold here in April! In fact it's still pretty darned chilly in May, as my friend T was
just remarking.
So this poor dog is out there in nearly freezing weather without a dog house or even a blanket to lay on. At least he could run around. Soon after, they added a travel kennel to the yard for the dog to sleep in (a minor improvement) and began chaining the dog to the fence (the one in between our yards. *grumble*). OK. Whatever. They were still pretty much ignoring it, but at least the dog had food, water and shelter.
I have a couple of very brief converstations with the neighbor about the dog's chain getting caught up on nearby objects, which hinders his ability to reach his food, water or shelter (such as it is). The conversations are met with much resistance and attitude. To wit: "I would have seen it eventually. You don't have to keep on me about the dawg." OK, bitch. Screw you too. But she did take care of the problem so I am appeased. Until...
...her asshole son, who actually owns the dog, chains the poor thing to a tire mounted on a tire rim in the middle of the yard where there is absolutely no shade and
deliberately places the dog's food and water out of reach! I know that it was deliberate because I made one last effort to speak to them about this whole food, water, shelter issue and the little SOB told me that he knew the dog couldn't reach anything and that it could
drag that tire and rim (that probably weighs more than the dog). So we called the police. Officer Melanie (that's her name. Really. She was cute too.) took one look at the dog through our kitchen window and was on the radio to animal control immediately. Needless to say, they took the dog away. And now I have really pissed of neighbors, but I can sleep at night knowing that I did the right thing. Ain't life grand?