This morning I go to my smoking room on the 3rd level of my townhouse home, open the window and light a smoke. Long and behold i see my next door neighbor (The wife i presume) outside in her blue robe and slippers carrying a small garbage bag. Before my very eyes, i see her stuff the bag in between the bars of my front gate and start to pour something out of the bag and onto my lawn. I could not believe what i was seeing, by the time she was on her way back i was able to react.
So I went outside to take a look at the mess. I see kitty litter with cat shit. So i go over and knock on their side door where she entered her house from. I see her in her kitchen and she looks at me with this dumb look on her face, and signaling for me to leave yet at the same time pointing at her front door, i couldn't read her lips very well.
I walk around to the front door and ring the doorbell. No response. I look up and a see a peek crack in their blinds. I start heading back home looking back at their house. All lights are off.
So now i have this pile of used kitty litter on my front lawn. (It's gotten warm and it's raining right now too) and apparently a neighbor that is too ashamed to take responsibility.
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Few weeks ago her husband rang my doorbell at 2 AM in the morning accusing me of parking on their driveway. I had to tell him 3 times it's not my car, nor do i know who the car belongs to. And now his wife is dumping cat shit in my yard. I'm expecting him to be very foul with me when i confront them later. I never understood why they were always so unfriendly nor did i care. But damn, I'm willing to forget this if they clean it up.
So I went outside to take a look at the mess. I see kitty litter with cat shit. So i go over and knock on their side door where she entered her house from. I see her in her kitchen and she looks at me with this dumb look on her face, and signaling for me to leave yet at the same time pointing at her front door, i couldn't read her lips very well.
I walk around to the front door and ring the doorbell. No response. I look up and a see a peek crack in their blinds. I start heading back home looking back at their house. All lights are off.
So now i have this pile of used kitty litter on my front lawn. (It's gotten warm and it's raining right now too) and apparently a neighbor that is too ashamed to take responsibility.
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Few weeks ago her husband rang my doorbell at 2 AM in the morning accusing me of parking on their driveway. I had to tell him 3 times it's not my car, nor do i know who the car belongs to. And now his wife is dumping cat shit in my yard. I'm expecting him to be very foul with me when i confront them later. I never understood why they were always so unfriendly nor did i care. But damn, I'm willing to forget this if they clean it up.