Blue Lights

If you know me, you know you don't want to wake me up. Once I get up, get a shower and some food in my belly I am good to go. But I am not a nice person to wake. I think my neighbor may have found that out the hard way last night. My neighbor is very nice and would probably give me a cup of sugar if I needed it...but we have a few differences, the major one being that he is Muslim. I remind myself that differences are what makes the world go around and that what a boring world it would be if everyone was all the same...but sometimes I just don't get it. I hated him for the first 2 years because he would not talk to me. He would chat all day with Barret, but nope, he would never even mutter a hello to me. That drives me crazy. At least say hello. Then I am not sure what changed but I just started yelling hello to him and making a big scene that he finally starting talking to me. He is very educated and well travelled. Everything was going well...I thought. I had been helping my friend at animal control catch some feral pit bulls that were running in our neighborhood. My phone rings and my friend asks me to please stay inside. All of the sudden there are cops and animal control officers in the back alley. Wow they must have really caught some dogs I am thinking, then I see they are in my neighbors yard with a trailer full of goats. We live in the middle of the city. My friend says she had kicked the goats out of the city the night before in a different part of town and never expected them to end up next door. Goats leave...goats come back after animal patrol had finished circling...goats are slaughtered outside my window...mary is screaming...barret is offered goat meat in the morning. God bless those goats. I haven't seen any goats lately, but then my neighbor got chickens and ducks that he kept in a crate without cleaning the poop out and we had attack of the flies last summer. He also got a dog...a beautiful black lab...that he would not neuter and let out in his yard with no fence and wondered why it ran off and never came back. Okay so last night at maybe about 1am I am awoken to a dog barking. I listen downstairs and it is not Abbey. I think maybe it is the guy down the street's dog...nope. Then I see it...my neighbor's new black lab is tied up to their new garage barking its head off. I cannot stand to see a dog tied up...I think it is the saddest thing ever...but when they start barking it drives me crazy. So I am thinking well if this was me and it was Abbey out there barking I would get her in as quick as I could so I didn't wake the entire neighborhood up. At 3am I pretty much figured he didn't care. I was livid, stomping around the room. I told Barret we have 3 choices...#1 I walk over to his house right now after I have been awake for 2 hours listening to his dog bark and probably take his head off...#2 You walk next door and explain how you are not going to live to see the morning if that dog does not stop barking...or #3 I call the cops. Fifteen minutes later we see blue lights and hear no more dog barking. Should be interesting talking to him next time.