I'm really disturbed. When I came home from firefighter training, the neighbor drove up the hill to ask me not to call the dogcatcher today while she tries to train her dogs. We ended up yelling and talking for something like 1/2 an hour. She still doesn't think her dog killed my goats. She still thinks I am being incredibly not country savvy and kept on asking me over and over why I was starting trouble. She told me that I don't like the way her dogs look, I don't like her roommate, all stuff she pretty much made up out of thin air. She gave me advice on how to keep animals safe.
When I told her that she had a court order to keep her dogs on her property and she should just do it, she called me a b***h and a c**t, came up close to me, waggled her finger in my face, told me I had no idea what I was in for, because she put her dad in a nursing home and was back living in her house full time. She told me that there's no guarantee of peace and quiet when you live in the country and she can do whatever she damn well pleases on her property and I better get used to it.
I'm obviously much less happy than I was an hour ago. I wish I could transport myself to another place where I don't live next door to a hilbilly nutcase, where people are sane and I don't have a whole load of crap to look forward to.
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