Rampage of the Three-Headed Beast
There is this tiny older white woman who walks around the neighbourhood. She has the body of a child, and she seems spry and nimble. She would roll around the corner with a caravan of her friends, a larger black woman, a baby in a carriage, and others. They had to stay together because of the dangers, I suppose. Guns, ruffians, dogs. People die here, unnaturally. I would smile at this gang, and they knew me to be a good person, even though we didn't talk. Well, now she walks around by herself. I don't know why. I don't know what she is up to. Poor little child woman.
Down my street, where she lives, a man just died, and he lay there for days, nobody bothering about him. Certainly the way I'd want to go. Unfettered, unimposing, and probably drunk. lol. A bus-driver told me that he was a major alcoholic. Then she got cancer, and may be dead. That's what the gossip implied. She was the nicest bus-driver. But I ramble. Rather than take a bus. Anymore.
Scene shifts to my front porch. You see me opening my door, and out walks my big black dog, me skipping to keep up. Remember the new giant white people - tenants of A-hole Guy - who were throwing their garbage onto our tiny back yard? Well, they moved their dog kennel to the back, right next to that yard. And those three monster dogs have been barking all day, at any damn sound.
So, now I am out with my dog, and we are near that area, so I look around the corner of 'my' house and see that those three hounds of hell, Cerberus, were back there in that kennel. And, so I knew they weren't on leashes, or anything. And, we carried on with our doggie business. Meanwhile, I hear someone opening that kennel, and I walk my dog away, as normal, thinking that someone is putting these dogs inside the house, but one might get free. By the time I was back in front of my porch, all three of the dogs were rushing and barking on this property. Someone had let them out deliberately.
One of the dog was one I knew liked me and my dog, so as she stood there, wagging her tail, I talked to her a little. The main male rushed at my dog, barking and growling. I yelled forcefully, which I believe helped. Then they did the little circular butt dance. But then they were face-to-face, and the big dog started growling at my dog, like he was about to bite. So, I tell him to stop, but he was a proud asshole, just like their landlord, and he went for my leg, stopping short. I knew what was going on. They wanted to frighten us, and were careful, since they were in a new area. They didn't frighten us.
Anyway, that tiny woman suddenly shows up, and she is shouting to me, and pointing. I ask if anyone is trying to bring these dogs in. She shouts that she saw no one over at that house, just the other dog. And, then, the dog that was inspecting my leg was now barking and rushing at the tiny woman, down a slope, so I can imagine she was terrified. "Woe!" She did the right thing by not jerking or running.
I knew nothing would happen, and refrained from doing something stupid, like trying to 'rescue' her. I said, "OK," and tied my dog at the porch, chancing that he would not get bitten, and went inside to call the cops. "Why do you think they meant to intimidate." "You know how people play games." "Why are they dangerous dogs?" "Because they tried to bite my dog," which was almost true. I finally responded to another question, "I don't know why they have three crazy dogs in the first place!" And so they sent a car.
I was impressed that they actually did send someone, and soon enough, although the dogs had been taken inside, apparently. I described what had happened, and the cop liked me, and sort of lifted his hand to shake mine, unconsciously. He told me he would go over and talk to the new giant white people. So far, everything has been quite. My plan has been to mow the lawn tomorrow, which would include mowing that small area behind this house, next to the kennel.
Why would somebody do this? Retaliation for my moving their garbage from off this property. Or wanting to eventually put up their dog against my larger, though thinner, dog. Why A-hole Guy let them move there is beyond me, unless he was somewhat anticipating this kind of run-in, since he hates me and my dog. Perversely hates.
Anyway, here are people who don't know me, but they are already instigating a little war, which began with them littering, and next went to them wanting to see someone get killed, if that's what would happen. Prurient, salacious curiosity of pointless people, like the folks that stood in my front yard watching smoke coming out of a house across the street. OMG! A mattress fire! You know a society by where it turns its attention.
Didn't I tell you that this was going to happen? Lots of times? Until someone was bitten or killed? These giant females are somehow trying to eat the neighbourhood, beginning with this property, and they are using their dogs to do it. Like some people use their kids. In their minds, it's all self-defense. Of a sort. One can never insulate oneself enough from all those hellish demons out there.
As for me, my brain was a little upset, causing frontal issues, since today has been a bad/fatigued relapse day. I'm thinking that should be resolved tomorrow, and I should be able to mow. Although, I AM thinking of getting goats. I wonder how that would work out, lol.
Down my street, where she lives, a man just died, and he lay there for days, nobody bothering about him. Certainly the way I'd want to go. Unfettered, unimposing, and probably drunk. lol. A bus-driver told me that he was a major alcoholic. Then she got cancer, and may be dead. That's what the gossip implied. She was the nicest bus-driver. But I ramble. Rather than take a bus. Anymore.
Scene shifts to my front porch. You see me opening my door, and out walks my big black dog, me skipping to keep up. Remember the new giant white people - tenants of A-hole Guy - who were throwing their garbage onto our tiny back yard? Well, they moved their dog kennel to the back, right next to that yard. And those three monster dogs have been barking all day, at any damn sound.
So, now I am out with my dog, and we are near that area, so I look around the corner of 'my' house and see that those three hounds of hell, Cerberus, were back there in that kennel. And, so I knew they weren't on leashes, or anything. And, we carried on with our doggie business. Meanwhile, I hear someone opening that kennel, and I walk my dog away, as normal, thinking that someone is putting these dogs inside the house, but one might get free. By the time I was back in front of my porch, all three of the dogs were rushing and barking on this property. Someone had let them out deliberately.
One of the dog was one I knew liked me and my dog, so as she stood there, wagging her tail, I talked to her a little. The main male rushed at my dog, barking and growling. I yelled forcefully, which I believe helped. Then they did the little circular butt dance. But then they were face-to-face, and the big dog started growling at my dog, like he was about to bite. So, I tell him to stop, but he was a proud asshole, just like their landlord, and he went for my leg, stopping short. I knew what was going on. They wanted to frighten us, and were careful, since they were in a new area. They didn't frighten us.
Anyway, that tiny woman suddenly shows up, and she is shouting to me, and pointing. I ask if anyone is trying to bring these dogs in. She shouts that she saw no one over at that house, just the other dog. And, then, the dog that was inspecting my leg was now barking and rushing at the tiny woman, down a slope, so I can imagine she was terrified. "Woe!" She did the right thing by not jerking or running.
I knew nothing would happen, and refrained from doing something stupid, like trying to 'rescue' her. I said, "OK," and tied my dog at the porch, chancing that he would not get bitten, and went inside to call the cops. "Why do you think they meant to intimidate." "You know how people play games." "Why are they dangerous dogs?" "Because they tried to bite my dog," which was almost true. I finally responded to another question, "I don't know why they have three crazy dogs in the first place!" And so they sent a car.
I was impressed that they actually did send someone, and soon enough, although the dogs had been taken inside, apparently. I described what had happened, and the cop liked me, and sort of lifted his hand to shake mine, unconsciously. He told me he would go over and talk to the new giant white people. So far, everything has been quite. My plan has been to mow the lawn tomorrow, which would include mowing that small area behind this house, next to the kennel.
Why would somebody do this? Retaliation for my moving their garbage from off this property. Or wanting to eventually put up their dog against my larger, though thinner, dog. Why A-hole Guy let them move there is beyond me, unless he was somewhat anticipating this kind of run-in, since he hates me and my dog. Perversely hates.
Anyway, here are people who don't know me, but they are already instigating a little war, which began with them littering, and next went to them wanting to see someone get killed, if that's what would happen. Prurient, salacious curiosity of pointless people, like the folks that stood in my front yard watching smoke coming out of a house across the street. OMG! A mattress fire! You know a society by where it turns its attention.
Didn't I tell you that this was going to happen? Lots of times? Until someone was bitten or killed? These giant females are somehow trying to eat the neighbourhood, beginning with this property, and they are using their dogs to do it. Like some people use their kids. In their minds, it's all self-defense. Of a sort. One can never insulate oneself enough from all those hellish demons out there.
As for me, my brain was a little upset, causing frontal issues, since today has been a bad/fatigued relapse day. I'm thinking that should be resolved tomorrow, and I should be able to mow. Although, I AM thinking of getting goats. I wonder how that would work out, lol.