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she is totaly clueless, neighbor asked the gardener if there really was a problem and Gardener said yeah you dog really is a problemQuote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
Neighbor probably should not own a dog certainly not a high energy sporting breed, i've had labs I know what they need and he doesnt get it over there
the only reason there is a pen is her dad a giturdun right type built the pen
I know it America and all but guns are never the right answer eh
I thought the classic remedy in this situation was to feed the dog a can of bacon grease and then take it home.Quote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
Doesn’t make it even remotely right. Assholes. Fuck these people that do things like this.Quote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
Beans, bacon grease, whatever. Letting your dog piss off the neighbors at short range is like pissing off the server before they bring your food.Quote:
Originally Posted by dan_pdx
This. It's not the dog's fault they have a shitty owner.Quote:
Originally Posted by Buzzworthy
And fuck HOA's, particularly ones that don't allow fences, while we're at it.
This does work ^^Quote:
Originally Posted by jono
I mentioned to cluesless neighbor the shit smelled bad and she said " thats from feeding it bacon"
small city lot covered in so much dog shit it stunk next door, she was supposed to take the cue and pick it up
didnt happen til i lost my shit which worked but was not preferred
You guys are the best. I would’ve never thought of that. However, I hate to give the dog an upset stomach as much as I would hate to shoot it with a BB gun
No. Fuck people that don't read the hoa rules before buying into the neighborhood. I specifically bought into a place with strong rules. A few I don't agree with, but I knew what I was getting into.Quote:
Originally Posted by snowaddict91
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Before moving to Utah, I never had an HOA. I read all cc&r before buying. Some are really screwed, but they are available and if you don’t read them before buying you run the risk of becoming very disgruntled
My last HOA was great. $100/quarter for maintenance of shared space and a playground. Everyone was pretty chill and the enforcement was done by a private company that was fairly impartial. They usually came around to enforce mowing or weeds or something like that.
Everyone kept their property up, garbage cans didn’t live on the street and I didn’t have to deal with RVs parked everywhere or run down properties.
We looked at another HOA when we moved that had quite the online reputation for being less than impartial, run by whomever the neighbors voted in and had a huge stack of rules that seemed over the top and easily arbitrarily enforced.
<Knowing look, slight head nod, and evil chuckle>Quote:
Originally Posted by jono
I love my immediate neighbors. OTOH, house just to the south of me, guy bought the lot, 1 acre and plopped down a beater POS manufactured home. I mean really beat up. No foundation and as far as I can tell skirted with old pieces of garage door panels. Re-did the roof and replaced the windows but the rest looks like a dump. Whatever. Then the Trailer showed up. Small single wide tied in to his drain field. OK that is pushing things a bit. In the past few months 2 more RVs have showed up and look like they are here for the long haul. I called the sanitarian and they already have a file open, (county not city with very few zoning restrictions). Further investigation found that the guy living there doesn't own the place, he is a renter. Place is owed by a guy who has been a royal PITA to the county over the years, junk vehicles, junk yards etc. Turns out that the lack of foundations and all means he pays much less in property taxes and according to Cadastral there are no dwellings on the lot. WTF?
Fortunately I don't have to look at the place.
At our last house in PDX there was a rental across the street occupied by some college students. At first it was fine, there’d be the occasional party but nothing obnoxious.
But over time the mix of tenants became increasingly sketchy. The inflection point came about three years in when one of them parked a parts car on the street to fix his vehicle.
Then they spent until like 0400 that night working on it and trying to get it to start. Came out the next morning to a pile of junk and a bunch of tools in the street.
So I went thru the tools and took ones I didn’t already have back to the garage. Came back out with a snow shovel, scooped up the rest of the shit, took it to their front door. When I knocked the front door fell open so I dumped the crap inside and walked away. Then called the city about a derelict vehicle on the street.
One of them came over later and put a note under the mat telling me he wasn’t afraid of me.
So I started calling the police non-emergency number every time there was the slightest parking infraction or other problem. Which happened a lot. Probably five of their vehicles were towed for various reasons, many parties were ended by the cops and the tenants started leaving.
Six months later the house was declared a Chronic Public Nuisance and the house demolished. Owner tried to sell the lot but there were a bunch of permitting issues (lot was located at the “headwaters of Fanno Creek”) so it’s now overrun with brush.
The house next door to us was rented by a Unitarian minister and her family for years. She was super cool and we loved living next to her. We were chatting one day and she mentioned that people still came to her house to try to buy drugs from the former owner - she said she was going to get a lawn sign saying "Drugs no longer dealt; clergy in residence." :biggrin:
Funny thing is, I'd had no idea the former owner was selling drugs and apparently (according to neighborhood gossip that I heard later) fencing stolen goods. He was by far the best dope selling, gun fencing neighbor you could ever ask for. I guess he actually took "don't shit where you live" to heart.
Walp, I'm at the beginning of a neighbor problem, just don't know what neighbor. In late May, the Mrs and I went away for a week and stopped the mail. When we got back, I found this Postit was in my mailbox. I didn't tell my wife because I know my wife. Jump ahead late July and we find that the garden hose in our yard had been cut in the night with garden shears in 10 places and a small important figurine from the garden was taken. We found it when the wife posted about it on HOA FB page and someone said they saw it 25 yds up the trail to the lake that's behind our house. So we have it back, in the house. What's that unsigned note say to you? Neighborly tip or veiled threat? Two events not connected?
Attachment 383065
it says call the police non-emergency line....
Yeah, definitely want to document it. Federal crime I think.
Somebody made me literally cry the other week. I held it together until I was alone, but it was awful and I still feel bad like 2 weeks later.Quote:
Originally Posted by mfcf13
This shitty woman was on the bus and the conversation was this:
-her complaining about student loans
- I asked what she studied in college
-her dumb college then all her work history which included this factory job in a factory that doesn’t exist anymore
-me asking about that old factory and the job
-her asking why
-me explaining that I grew up here but moved just as I was becoming an adult so lots of those kinds of places were familiar to me but I never knew anyone who worked there so it’s a lingering curiosity. I give another defunct factory as an example
-she says she knows that factory because her friend lived next to it
-I say yeah me too
She then goes into a whole story about her friend living next door to the school teacher who murdered his family, and do I remember that guy?
I’m like, yeah that was my dad.
She just plows on like I hadn’t said anything, like basically what everyone in my town in 1985 thought of my family, not recognizing that I had just told her that was us.
I say again, yeah, that was us, that was my dad, you were friends with Mary next door…yellow house, ford thunderbird. Her brother Ronnie died in a car wreck.
She said yeah, that’s them, sorry about your dad, then she shut the fuck up, and I dropped her off.
I held it together and drive far enough so she couldn’t see me stop and I sat there with my stomach in a knot and tears in my eyes, getting later and later on my route, wanting to call the office and tell them I felt sick and couldn’t finish, but some other guy’s mom had a heart attack that day so there was no way.
So I put my sunglasses on and some music and I finished my shift, because…what else was I going to do I guess.
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After work, with the sun setting, I rode my motorcycle over to that now-gentrified area, factory long gone, replaced with condos. Railroads long gone, replaced with bike paths. I shut the bike off and looked around at the house, and the rest of the block, thinking about all those people and how they were scared of us, or pitied us, or wanted nothing to do with us…how my whole upbringing was tainted, how every interaction was off one way or the other and I never even knew it. How a few times some kid or adult would be new in town and they would be so nice and normal toward me, but I never understood why, because I was a little kid and didn’t understand the way an entire town learns your last name and even 35 years later that’s what your name means, or what the image of your home means to them. But as I thought, and tried to make some sense and do some thinking, 3 different yuppies came out to “say hi” and “can I help you?” meaning to get me to leave.
I couldn’t stand the idea of dealing with more cops so I left.
Something along those lines. Have a lawyer send him a cease and desist letter, he's interfering with your quiet enjoyment of your property. If he continues to do so, you can threaten to file a quiet title action against him.Quote:
Originally Posted by mfcf13
Damn IAS, just, … so sorry.
Why not make friends with the neighbor dog. You like dogs, it’s a dog…why not be buddies?Quote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
I have a covy of bikes and love riding. Hate douchebags that make road riding difficult.Quote:
Originally Posted by highangle
Step up, tell your neighbor to stop killing the birds.
Back in the day th house next door was rented to a matre 'd waiter type who started bringing the party home on weekends to the point they were playing foot ball at 4am in the street and swearing at the neighbors wife
Sunday 9am i back my dirt bike with the loud pipe up to buddies window, crank it up and proceed to do flat track laps in my still dirt back yard, I do this every 15 min till buddy went to work at 4pm so he got zero sleep
not a word was ever said but it was clear if he ever expected to get any sleep in this neighbor hood he needed to make better choices in life and so the apres closing party moved somewhere else
If it continues, take it to the human society as a stray. The owners will have to pay to get it out of jail and usually the fines increase each time.Quote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
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Originally Posted by Danno
Here's an interesting little case from Ak...
https://aloinc.com/driveway-easement...supreme-court/