Spring is here….

Spring started off with a lovely party with friends, food and drinks. We could have not asked for a better start. Right now it’s about 30 degrees here and well I think spring is on hold for another week.

A little catching up – the house – not touched – nope – not one thing. I am struggling to find a reason why we should do anything more here. Our neighborhood looks for the most part like shit, a ghetto.

The neighbors next door think that our drive-way apron has an “enter” sign on it as they are driving up and across to their part of the side yard. I guess side yards and driveways are one in the same because it is trashed with tire tracks now. Lucky for us we have very big rocks that will be placed as landscaping material – cough, cough – to stop them from driving on our part of the side yard and trashing it. The neighbors across the street – silent! However, I have learned that when one neighbor starts to behave and get a clue – that someone else in the neighborhood must – there has be a “Ghetto Code of Ethics” somewhere written – pick up the slack. The award for ghetto-ness now goes to the next door neighbors.

I walked the dogs for the first time in a very long time around the neighborhood Monday night and imagine every part of your being just shaking because you are being stalked by 2 hoods and one dog. Not because I’m scared, no, because I am pissed off. Minutes prior to the run in with these two there was a group of 3 males and a dog on the opposite side my street that we passed. This was not a leisurely stroll with Fido, Fido didn’t even know how to walk on a lead. Most people do not walk their dogs here and for the few who do, you can painfully tell that they are not looking for (fill in the blank).

Back to the the disrespectful youths, they are now walking in the middle of the street, the one youth is telling his dog “get it” (meaning us) over and over which is causing the dog to get really amp-ed up. They were gaining on us and Lena is feeling the need to protect due to the out-of-control dog and Stella wants to run like hell and then thinks well I need to protect my human. Rage does not even begin to describe how I felt. I don’t think that there is a word for it. All I did was shake and try like hell not to pull on the leads. I have no tolerance for this. I have no tolerance for a couple wannabe hoods with a dog playing a game of intimidation. I have no tolerance for people who dishonor a certain type of dog breed and were doing it at that moment to me. I don’t think so little man-child!

I had to get control of this situation. I stopped and turned around, faced them, and confronted them. I stood my ground and waited for them to make a move. I know I was glaring at them because I don’t hide how I feel very well. I probably looked like a crazy lady to them, I’m okay with looking like a nut job when I need to. I was firm with my words and loud. I was hoping that some neighbors were watching. They made a wise decision and walked away. Yes, I always carry a cell phone with me for those who are wondering. I know I put myself and my dogs at risk. I realize that this could have gone a very different way. I will be damned if some disrespectful man-child thinks that intimidating people with a dog is a good idea and that this is a tool that they can use. I’m not easily intimated and I have zero tolerance these days. I continued our walk making sure I wasn’t being followed and headed for the main road. I’m not really sure if I did the right thing and yet I’m really not sure if there was anything else that could have been done. Socialization class is on Saturday, we will see if any damage has been done by this incident.

There is stuff going on in our neighborhood – again, what would appear to be normal to some is very much the opposite for us. I don’t like the vibe here, I don’t like it at all.

We will always out-last them I keep telling myself, we will always out-last them.


5 Responses to “Spring is here….”

  1. 1 trudyjh March 27, 2011 at 8:35 AM

    How about renting some place else and writing off the house? I know it would be a large financial hit, but I think things will never improve financially in terms of the house, and what if one of you or the dogs gets hurt?

  2. 2 Michele March 28, 2011 at 6:14 PM


    Thanks for coming by. To answer this question is simple. At our age to walk away is financial suicide. The ole saying goes if you don’t own land you have nothing. The more important question is since when did this become acceptable? Since when did this become our standard of how we live? Since when did this become the norm or the new normal? I would love for anyone to answer that with out an excuse.

    I will most likely curb walking the dogs alone in certain areas, warm weather and longer day light means I hit the metro parks. The man-child and friend will most likely think twice about stalking me again because I didn’t back down. If it does happens again, I will call the police. Where I live there is never an officer very far away. I have seen an increase in police presence here over the last month or so. Like I said there is stuff going on again.

    We always do out last them it’s just that we haven’t really had a break in over a year and we really need one.

  3. 3 Karen Anne March 29, 2011 at 12:28 AM

    I’m not sure what you mean by acceptable, if walking away would mean walking away from a mortgage or being driven out of your neighborhood by thugs.

    I don’t normally think walking away from a mortgage is acceptable, but I think if your life is in danger, you run, nor walk.

    I’m glad there are police around. It was sounding like that wasn’t the case.

  4. 4 Michele March 29, 2011 at 7:14 PM

    Karen Anne – The type of people you get mirrors the type of housing you offer and the type of housing you offer mirrors the type of people get. All of it is not acceptable.

    Where I live we have laws on the books but those laws are not enforced. When you don’t enforce laws this directly impacts a neighborhood, the result is a neighborhood as a whole suffers. The cast of characters that move in are simply just amazing (not in a good way). The crap they get away with just baffles the mind.

    We as homeowners are screwed when a city doesn’t do its job. It is that simple.

    Leaving is not an option, and more important we should not have to leave. Honestly, the husband and I have talked about leaving not so long ago. There may come a time when that will have to happen, we are not there yet. Most likely it will be the 1st drive by and our home will most likely have to be hit.

    The police were not there at the time but I know with a dial of a cell phone they would be there very quickly. This is due to the increased patrolling in the area of late. Like I said, there is stuff going on once again.

  1. 1 No Damage Done « Rust Belt Rebel Trackback on March 29, 2011 at 9:11 PM

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