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Jul 17, 2007


















I haven't been posting as often because I have been working on a project. Yes, sometimes I actually do something constructive, contrary to popular belief.

My son has been spending most of his time with the Butt girl. Ok, she does have a first name, and also a 10 year old son, who, I believe given the chance, and the right mood, might just squirt EJ with charcoal lighter fluid and strike a match. Then he will run down to my house, and say, "Miss EJ, you have to come right now!! EJ's on fire, and I don't know what happened!"

I will not name the lady here. I do have some sense left. I think.

I did learn the other day that sometime during the past few nights, a neighbor's black lab got loose, a female, a puppy(!!), and, while the young childrens was out playing past midnight or so, the lab joined up with them. Her son ran on the porch and, well, things went down hill from there. Evidently, she took it upon herself to call the police and the, what was it?, the SPCA, and report the dog as being a danger to society.

How I slept through all of this shit is beyond me. But, I did. Anyhoo, my son walked behind my house to the neighbors, and told them that their dog was loose and they should come and get it as the police had been called. Now, here's where I start thinking. If he was going over there to begin with, why didn't he just take the damn dog with him? It don't make no sense at all to me, but this is not unusual anymore.


















The guy came over and got his dog, and was immediately jumped by Butt girl with both feet, and a stream of abusive language, that bystanders recalled as being unwarranted and uncalled for, or as 'Lieutenant Dan' said, "I don't know how the hell he listened to that shit." They were amazed at how calm he appeared. When the police arrived,
















they told them that since there is no leash law in this county there was nothing they could do. And the SPCA was not the people to call, it would have been the Animal Control Officer, and, as it was going on 1:00 am, they were the animal control officers. As no one had been bitten, no damage done, other than Butt girl's feet being licked by said danger to society, they left. Just the words animal control officer makes me cringe. It's our neighbors freaking dog!!

When I heard about all of this the next day, I was just flabbergasted. And, I felt horrible for the dog. I have had black labs, and they are wonderful dogs, but they do love to run, and of course, they need the room to run. We used to have a Walker hound and lab mix, and though he scared the crap out of everyone, he wouldn't hurt a fly. Of course we lived out in the boonies then, so he had plenty of room to hunt, and run, and do whatever dogs do when they are not eating or sleeping. The only thing he did is stand between me and anyone who came in the yard. Didn't growl, or anything. Just stood there, watching people, like maybe he was thinking, "So, do you feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?"

Anyway, I noticed EJ was as nice as pie to me, and no he didn't tell me about the Dog situation, (kinda like the "Bonnie situation", without the mess) someone else did. I talked about two minutes to the Butt girl about it, and when I got to the part where I said, "if she ever used my phone to call the police again, she had better get me first", she said I hated her and wouldn't talk about it. Which was partly accurate. I don't hate her. I just don't like her. There is a difference. And then she left. (Now let's sing the Hallelujah chorus!)

You know those people that where ever they go they leave this big trail of drama and people coming after them in vengeful ways? That's kinda what she makes me think of. And though I am sitting here whining, I really don't like drama.

I went to apologize to the dog-owner. Mostly because of the dog. We had a nice chat, and he said his brother was hooked up with somebody almost as bad. We commiserated. He said he could tell she was a nut case from the first word, so he just played it cool, got his dog, and went home. Smart man.

So, somebody tell me, when do the good times roll?

13 comments:

eric313 said...

I hate that too. Animal control on a neighbor's dog. That's shamefull

I had a dog named Samson that was put to sleep when I was six. He was a colie-st. bernard mix. I only had him for a year, but he caught a disease and had to put down. He was picked up once, but they took him to us. That was nice, i guess.

Singleton lent me a pianting and I wrote a poem all over it! In kindof her style. Would you chexk it out, justme? Thanks if you or anyone else would. Thanks!

SJ said...

Have had dogs, cats, mynahs, parrots, and even a crow that broke a leg (and not in the disco)... am always wary of stranger dogs...

Mary said...

A black lab wouldn't hurt a soul. We had one that was the best. Showed up one night. Actually someone dropped a litter of them off in a corn field and Lucky ended up crying inour barn. My son used to take naps on her and she wouldn't move a muscle while he slept. She once protected all the kids from a mean rottweiler and got her ass kicked in the process.She would go for a run once in a while but always came home. One day I was in a hurry to get to work and I saw her tearing off across the cornfield. I could have gotten her to come back but it was a beautiful day and I let her go enjoy it. On her way home right as she was crossing the road to our home the UPS truck got her. Unfortunately it was also the childrens bus stop. I came home to find Michael sobbing in the driveway holding her collar. There never was a better dog.

alphonsedamoose said...

Just Me: Sounds like EJ would be better off with a black lab than the other bitch.Best dog I ever had was a cross between a springer spaniel and a collie. Friendly , smart,obedient, loved to run but always came when called.

singleton said...

oh, and then there you are left cleaning up and making peace with the neighbors ...... arrrrrgggghhhh..... my kids have been dragging home stray dogs for years, it was when my son brought home a chic like that that I cringed.....

Wish I had words of advice, but I can only say I lived through it, and oh yeah, eventually I think he left her on the side of the road or something (the girl, not the dog!)

Woozie said...

We've got a pit-boxer mix and a pit-hound mix and we get the danger to society rap too. They can't even go to the dog park nearby without being muzzled because "pit bulls are inherently dangerous dogs". Biggest load of crap I've ever heard.

Scott from Oregon said...

When I run across drama kings and queens I just point and yell "DRAMA! DRAMA! DRAMA! DRAMA!" over and over until they leave.

*Goddess* said...

Damn. After looking at those pics, I realized all black Labs look alike! I have a black Lab, and to the surprise of a lot of people, she's an EXCELLENT watchdog. I wouldn't want to tangle with her, and I'm her owner;) I just pray any potential burglars don't approach the trailer carrying a sweeper or a hair dryer, or he'll walk away everything I own.

Gardener Greg said...

I have bad news for you....These ARE the good times. lol let em roll baby let em roll.

Anne said...

Butt girl sounds like a real pain. At least she knows you don't like her. Some people like that never get the hint, and won't go away.

just me said...

I have had a few pit bulls in my time, and in this area, you can't even get home owners insurance if you have one.

Pitt Bulls are known to fight, but its usually with other dogs, and I have a firm belief that how a dog is raised has a great deal to do with how that dog turns out.

I did have to get rid of one dog, Blossom, a pit and chow mix, and she was unbelievably agressive. I finally found someone who would take her, but even at six weeks she growled her little head off at me.

just me said...

Anne, I tried last night to sit on the porch with her, and I did, for about two minutes, then the cracker came by, and I couldn't take it anymore. There is more here than meets the eye.

skinnylittleblonde said...

Maybe you could tell Butt girl about your black lab....Just stood there, watching people, like maybe he was thinking and remind her that sometimes we need to take lessons from our four-legged friends.