Dixie Wrecked
Thursday, January 26th, 2006, 9:07 AM
QUOTE (TheRake_MD23)
I have a dilema...
There is this little old lady that lives in an appartment below me, not right below me but down there somewhere...
anywho, she has this little old dog, its like 16, blind, and half dead...
she takes it outside every morning around 6-6:30, and the thing justs barks away. It barks the entire time it's out there..I mean bark,bark,bark...It's not too bad during the week cuz I gotta get up around 7 anyway...but after a night of booze, cards, gf, whatever...it kills me...and I in turn i want to kill it. I'm not a bad person, but after 5 years of this...I really, REALLY want to kill it...I've asked her to try to take it out back where I wouldn't hear it but my request fell on deaf ears...what should I do?
I know I'm a little late with this post since you guys have already discussed this but I gotta share my wanting to kill the neighbor's little sh
it dog.
When I got married my wife naturally brought her cats to live with us. I dont like having indoor cats because they are destructive creatures and I had bought all new furniture to go with my new house. So, I put a little doggie/cat door on the garage door so the cats could live in the garage and go outside too. Well the neighbor has this little piece of sh
it Jack Russell Terrier (the most worthless, annoying piece of sh
it dog breed) that was obviously smarter than his owner because the owner could not keep that piece of sh
it from getting loose and running around the neighborhood, quickly becoming the dog all neighbors hate. But the little fu
cker's favorite thing to do was to come in to my garage through the doggie door, terrorize my cats and eat their food. Every time I tried to catch him he would run out and I could never catch him. The piece of sh
it owner would apologize and I would say ok thats cool or whatever until that little fu
ck of a dog took it a step further.
I dont know how many of you may remember my old avatar with a rabbit with a beer can on its head. Me and Faketree (who's avatar was a rabbit with a pancake on his head named Oolong) would argue about who's rabbit would kick each other's as
s. Well, my rabbit lived in my backyard in a hutch that I personally built him along with my 95 pound Pit Bull/Sharpei mix.
One morning I woke up because my dog was going crazy so I went back there to see why. Well, he was barking madly at the neighbor's piece of sh
it little fu
ck dog that was in the rabbit's hutch with my dead rabbit. Apparently, the jack russel fu
ck came in my back yard forced a small opening in the chicken wire, got in, killed my rabbit while my dog was sleeping. The little fu
ck stayed in the hutch because my dog was going to kill him. So I open the hutch and began to try to beat the little piece of sh
it to death. He started trying to bite me so then I just began to punch him in the mouth.
My wife was freaking out over everything so she went to go tell the neighbor. I went over there to stop her because I was going to kill the little fu
ck. She had already rang their doorbell and the neighbor came over. So instead of killing the dog I told the neighbor to get his fu
cking dog and I was calling Animal control. When animal control came the stupid Mongloid neighbor had the nerve to say that he didnt think that the dog did it, that he thought the rabbit had a heart attack. We all laughed at him, even animal control. So , animal control didnt really do anything. they just took pictures and gave him a warning or some bullsh
it. They said that they couldnt take the dog unless the dog was no longer on his property.
About a couple of weeks later I'm in my living room when I hear the little fu
ck in my garage after my cats. So I run in there in nothing but my underwear and lock the little cat door so that animal control can take the piece of sh
it. The little fu
cker is under my car trying to get my cat that is up in the engine compartment. So I get a shovel and start sweeping it under the car to get him away from my cats. Eventually the persistent fu
cker leaves my cat alone and I hear the neighbor outside my garage. My cat comes out, I take her inside and open the garage. I tell the neighbor that he needs to keep the little fu
ck on his property. He asks me if I was hitting his dog. I tell him of course I did the little piece of sh
it was going after my cat. Then the little 5 foot 4 Mongloid looking midget fu
cker wants to fight me.
Now I'm standing there in nothing but my boxers at 7 am when its about 35 degrees out, out of breath from getting his dog away from my cat and this tard wants to fight. I look back and wish that I would've just beat the fu
ck out of him but instead I asked him if he was serious and told him he was crazy and to get the fu
ck out of my garage and driveway.
So I called animal control again and I'm not sure if they gave him a ticket or not but they said that I had to keep my cats inside since apparently it's illegal for any of your pets to leave your property even if its a cat. I havent seen the piece of sh
it neighbor since but I am looking forward to the day he says something to me. And his piece of sh
it dog is tied up in his backyard barking at everything all day long.