But We Just Got Here!

We just moved to our new house on June 17th and already, Darling Hubby and I have had enough of our neighbors next door. We get along for the most part, but they have some really bad habits that hubby and I have a hard time tolerating. For instance, they have a portable grill, the kind you can buy at your local pharmacy, and they park that ugliness in front of their garage in clear view. They've even grilled on it right in their driveway! Who does that?!?! And then, they have this rugrat, Evan, who we swear have ADD, whose toys, just like their grill, are parked right in front of their garage. Man, oh man. And their mutt! Oh boy, their mutt! He has the nerve to bark at us like he has lost his mind as we enter or exit our home on OUR property! Yep, his sorry-azz owners allow him to run across our lawn when they let him out to crap. It doesn't happen often, or at least we have not experienced this often at all, but the point is it shouldn't happen at all. Period. Darling Hubby and I pay enough mortgage every month for this kind of b.s. When that mutt, on our property, barked at D.H. last night as he opened the front door, I gave him a nasty look before I closed the door. Then I opened the door again, gave him another nasty look, then slammed the door. Fat Bastard (our neighbor resembles the character, thus the nickname) and Mrs. Fat Bastard, his owners, were out there but so what? I wanted them to know that was not appreciated at all. Of course they tried to coax him over as threateningly as any Fat Bastards could, but the mutt is obviously smarter than they are. He's not afraid of them at all.

So what kind of solution have D.H. and I come up with? Well, it's illegal to shoot dogs anymore so that's outta the question. Talking to Mr. and Mrs. Fat Bastards, hmmmm, that's an option but it could yield some ugly results. First, it doesn't guarantee that they would actually do anything about it. Secondly, it might piss them off and we don't want that 'cuz Fat Bastard is actually a bit handy and we might need his help in the future. So we've decided on a contraption, an alarm that emits a sound unbearable to dogs that humans can't hear, to be placed on our lawn. It has a strobe light so it won't be inconspicuous, but D.H. and I have decided that we're prepared to tell the Bastards about it should they ask. And we are sure they will 'cuz Mr. Bastard is nosey as hell. That's the solution we've come up with and we'll give you an update as soon as the device arrives.

P.S.
By the way, I've decided that I exude way too much negativity. I mean, I must because people have told me so. It shows both in my daily conversations with people and also when I write. So, to prove that I do have positive thoughts, everyday I will write down 5 things that are positive or things for which I am grateful. Here are today's:
1. I was able to clean the entire house.
2. The Eagles won over the Oakland Raiders.
3. I made the very best curried shrimp ever.
4. I didn't see Niko on our front lawn.
5. I got to talk on the phone to my cousin Stephanie who just had a baby.