Living With Bad Neighbors

The first five years of living in North Carolina after we moved were good. We lived near the beach, we had good neighbors, and there were lots of kids around for my kids to play with. When the neighbors to the right of us moved, life began to spiral downward at a very fast rate. New neighbors moved in who hated us before they even knew anything about us. It was the weirdest experience of my life, and they made those last five years in North Carolina hell. I’ll protect their privacy and refer to them as Deb (an acronym for Dumb Evil Beyotch) and Dick (because that’s what he was).

Out with the old and in with the new...

Goodbye Jack and Ramona. You were fabulous neighbors, and I enjoyed all the fun times we shared! I hope life has been good to you, and, if you happen to read this, I figure you’ll get a good laugh out of what happened after you sold your house to Deb and Dick.

It was a Saturday, and the new neighbors were moving in next door. They didn’t have to go very far because they were moving from a house at the opposite end of the street from us. All day they carried stuff down the road from the old house to the new one. At some point I met Deb about halfway and welcomed her as my new next door neighbor…

Hey! I’m Pam and I’ll be living next door to you. Can I help you with any moving or anything?

She barely acknowledged that I was speaking to her, never breaking stride in her step as she pushed a vacuum cleaner down the road, but she did manage to spit out a quick “NO.”

Warning! Doodie ahead!
Warning! Doodie ahead!

I walked back home and decided it would be best to keep my distance and let her approach me if she changed her mind about being such a wench. As the days and weeks went by, terrible things began to happen, and I knew the source of these happenings because a good friend of ours, Frank, was also very good friends with Dick. It was like having a spy working for us, and he happily worked for beer. Dick would tell things to Frank, and then Frank would come to our house and spill his guts. It would have made an interesting preschool children’s book…

Run Dick run! Talk Frank talk. Die Deb die. Frank is good. Dick is bad.

Animal Control

The first incident involved a surprise visit from animal control. The officer said there was an anonymous complaint about two vicious dogs running loose in the neighborhood, and it was reported that those killer dogs were my two American Eskimo dogs...not Dobermans or Pit Bulls or German Shepherds, but two 30 pound Eskimos. I explained to the officer that my yard is fenced and the dogs had never ever been outside of the fence since we lived there. It didn’t matter, a complaint had been filed, and I was issued a warning that if another complaint was received about either of my dogs, regardless of the fact that there was NO record of them biting or being vicious, then I would be required to confine the dogs to a 6 x 6 pen with a concrete floor.

My Bubba
My Bubba

Frank visited with us a few days later and, after downing a couple beers, he informed us that Deb and Dick had concocted a plan to “take care” of the dog problem as soon as they moved in beside us. The dog problem involved Bubba, the male American Eskimo dog, who did have a bad habit of barking at the fence; however, I never allowed that to happen any longer than it took me to walk outside and bring him inside the house, and I did that relentlessly to prevent him from annoying the neighbors who lived on both sides of our house.

The radio, DEB, and the cops...

Every day there was worry over whether another bogus complaint would be filed against us, but it seemed Deb and Dick thought it would be more fun to attack us in numerous other fun ways. One of the things they did was call the police and complain about my husband’s incessant jibber jabbering on a CB radio that sometimes interfered with Dick and Deb’s television reception when he turned on a certain turbo switch. I really don’t blame them for complaining about that because I didn’t like it either. I just wish they would have come over to tell us when there was a problem instead of calling the police, yet they called the police many times until it reached a point where a policeman would knock on the door and simply ask me to tell my husband to turn the radio off.

Need I say more?
Need I say more?

One night Deb did come to the house to complain. It was late, probably due to the fact that flipping the turbo switch only happened late at night once my husband hit the 12-pack level which thankfully wasn’t often. After hearing the hard, rapid knocking, I got out of bed and made my way to the front door. Once I saw her, I had to rub my eyes to make sure it wasn’t a dream. Nope, this was no dream and the moment our eyes locked, her screaming began…

Can’t you control that idiot husband of yours and make him stop it with that f**king radio sh*t? I hate you all… you should just move out to the country somewhere and be with your own f**king radio talking kind! I’m calling…

I slammed the door right in her squirrely face mid sentence. Rage fell over me like a hot blanket, and before I even realized what I was doing, I flung the door back open and took off after her screaming…

Don’t you EVER bring your fat ass and silicone boobs over here again you mother funking dumb ass b**ch or I’ll kick your skanky ass so hard you’ll be seeing double for the rest of your sorry ass life!

Unfortunately she outran me otherwise there would have been a fight, and, while I dislike fighting, I was anxious and ready to make her eat some dirt. Her incredibly fast jackrabbit-like sprinting indicated she must’ve had lots of practice in running from people.

Can it get any worse? YES.

We had a period of time after that with no trouble, then one Saturday morning, I was in the living room cleaning up after the kids, and I heard Bubba barking. Looking out the window, I noticed Dick doing some weed eating at the fence, so, as usual, I went outside to get the dog and bring him in the house. When I reached the backyard, Bubba was nowhere to be found, so I ran into the garage and found him lying on the concrete floor with blood gushing out of one eye. I knew who was responsible, but there was no time for anger or confrontations, I had to get Bubba to the vet quick.

The vet’s best guess was that Bubba had received some type of extreme blunt force trauma to the eye, but he was unsure of what type of object could have done this damage. One thing was for sure, the dog didn’t do this to himself. The vet’s final word was that Bubba would be permanently blind in that eye, but he was slightly hopeful the eye wouldn’t have to be removed.

I called the police to report the incident after I got home, but they told me there was nothing they could do if there were no eye-witnesses to the crime. Just because I saw Dick at the fence very close to where Bubba was barking wasn’t enough evidence for the police to take action. Talking to Frank the spy seemed like a good idea since Dick confided all his dark secrets to him, but I had to wait a few days and give Dick some time to feel comfortable with his nasty deed, and then he’d surely gloat over the story to good ole Frank. The truth was quick to come out, Dick was indeed responsible, as I already knew, and he had shot Bubba in the eye with a BB gun.

This plan failed.
This plan failed.

Now you’ve done it you dick. You’ve crossed the line and there’s no way I’m turning the cheek on this one. What to do? Put a rattlesnake in the mailbox? No. One of their kids might find it first. Go over there and flat out shoot them both? No. Kids need their parents even if the parents are demons. Shoot them with BB guns so they get a taste of what Bubba got? No. They’d just call the police for the millionth time and I’d go to jail.

No matter how many evil plans came into my mind, I just couldn’t do any deliberate action to hurt these two people because I refused to suffer consequences that would follow an act of revenge. Plus, I knew they would get what was coming to them some day, because that’s the way karma works, but I wanted to be there to see it.

Another plan of action was called for. Then it came to me…psychological warfare…I would do something weird that wasn’t in reality hurtful to them, but it would make them think I was doing something to hurt them. My plan was to create a ritual that would make it appear I was casting some kind of spell on them. After a quick trip to a New Age store, I was armed with a big bundle of sage, and I waited for the perfect Saturday morning to arrive when Dick would be outside tinkering in the yard, and Deb would be dusting the window blinds and beating the throw rugs out of the back door.

The sweet taste of revenge...

When that day came, I dressed myself in a long flowing dress and covered my head with a scarf that hung nearly down to my waist after it was tied. After accessorizing myself with large, garish jewelry, I walked slowly and deliberately over to the fence that separated our yards and lit the sage on fire till it was smoking hard and heavy. Up and down the fence I walked waving the sage around in circles and waving my other hand to create some kind of New Agey effect, all the while chanting some babble I had rehearsed…

Oh angels of the north, south, east, and west…come to me on this day and create a mirror at this fence to reflect all harm from these people back on themselves! Yamma lamma ooba dooba ranky skanky doo dah day…bless my property and damn theirs to hell!

Deb's expression as she watched.
Deb's expression as she watched.

There she was peeking out between the blinds, while Dick was getting quite an eyeful too. Oh the pain of keeping laughter at bay. I had to turn my back to them several times to keep them from seeing my smiles of pleasure. SNAP…the blinds quickly closed, and Dick was making good time getting in the house. They both evidently come from jackrabbit stock. Mission complete! And while my actions that day may not have helped the situation at all, it made me feel better to think it might have scared them just a little.

There are some other horrible things they did to us that I didn’t mention here for the sake of length, like calling the police and reporting yet another lie that we were drug dealers. The vice squad actually showed up at our house and did a search. All they found were some old suckers and gum that the kids stuck under the coffee table, a Gooey Louie game complete with green boogers, a Barbie playhouse with naked dolls lounging about, a fully stocked play kitchen, and tons of other miscellaneous toys tossed carelessly around.

Before we moved back to Virginia, on the very eve of our final move with the U-Haul sitting in the driveway, Deb knocked on my door for the last time. To my shock, she apologized for everything they did to us. Maybe that little heebie jeebie act of mine scared her a lot. Perhaps she was hoping I'd remove that phony curse I put on her and Dick. Who knows? Anyway, I forgave her, and that’s why I’m not going to tell you how she got a boob job and then had an affair with the surgeon who performed this boob job (I guess he felt justified in doing a test drive) after which Dick blackmailed the (married) doctor for a ton of money for having an affair with Deb. Oh what a tangled web they weaved. If there ever really is a Judgment Day, then heed this warning and stand clear of Deb and Dick. It will be fierce!

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Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

I didn't know you practice the craft?! We don't have siimilar problems with our neighbors but they do so with us. Yes, we're the evil ones. Who cares?

I know the feeling of getting even, an eye for an eye drama but it's such a waste of energy ultimately. And not to mention karma's a bi*ch! And there is what I called instant karma!

Great read Pam, highly entertaining! I see you found your male muse! *wink*

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Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

have i told you about my instant karma? oh probably in a hub I will. :D

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Peggy W 7 years ago from Houston, Texas

Glad that you no longer live next to them. Feel sorry for the people who now do live there. I was livid when I heard about what they did to your dog!!!

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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

Oh, Gawd! I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. Loud, contorted, inside-a-barrell laugh! You held me in you hand and squeezed and squeezed hard. First the laughter began: "Run Dick run! Talk Frank talk. Die Deb die. Frank is good. Dick is bad." That started me guffawing.

Then you squeezed some more and anger came. Damn, they went after the dog. The only time I cry at movies is when the Dog gets hurt.

Still you squeezed, robbing me of breath: "Yamma lamma ooba dooba ranky skanky doo dah day… " That killed me.

Pam, this was killer! I really hate these people, and yet you made me laugh at their absurdity. I'm so glad you didn't get busted for staging a Barbie orgy in your child's bedroom. (Wouldn't you know THAT'S what I'd mention?)

I'm going to come back later and read it again...and comment again too...after I have calmed down. Thumbs up! Gold star! Score 100! Superlative! The word awesome should not be used so much, so that it can be dusted off and applied in only the rarest of cases: AWESOME!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Hey Cris, I'd hardly call my little performace the craft, but something must have worked! lol! Karma is a beeyotch, I just wish we could have ring side seats when it happens to such wicked people. ;)

Now I've heard of instant karma, but I'm highly anxious to read about YOURS! This should be good!

Thank you hub friend for the compliment and for coming in to read. :D

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Peggy, thank you for coming in to read, and it is very low when people target an animal like that.

Christoph, I'm so honored by your comment that I have no words except thank you, thank you, thank you. :) You made my day. :)

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The Real Tomato 7 years ago

Oh, I needed that. This was hilarious! I can relate to the horror of bad neighbors and I am so glad to hear your no longer subject to their sadistic whims.

This was like one of those books you can't put down. Fabulous Hub.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

The Real Tomato...thank you so much for the super nice compliment. I really appreciate it, and I'm happy it gave you some laughs, because I had quite a few chuckles as I wrote it. :D Thanks for coming in to read!

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Elena. 7 years ago from Madrid

Ay ay ay!! I can see we're off to a good start! "I’ll protect their privacy and refer to them as Deb (an acronym for Dumb Evil Bitch) and Dick (because that’s what he was)." Right, now I need a breather and will resume reading when I think I can manage! Laughing like a hyena, very unladylike of me, but it's your fault!

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Elena. 7 years ago from Madrid

Pam, this is a nightmare! I think the saying if "worse comes to worst" was coined by someone who met Deb and Dick before you did, or maybe it was coined by you!!! Gosh, what a wild run though, I had to laugh at some parts, but I felt slightly bad doing so, even at your chant thing! Thanks for the ride!

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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

What trailer park was this in?

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Constant Walker 7 years ago from Springfield, Oregon

Good for you! And I love the Wicca "ritual."

Isn't it sad but true that "there's always one."

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Ah Elena, I much prefer to hear your hyena laughs and that was my true intent here even though the events were very real. :) I chuckled my way through writing this and feel such relief in knowing we can always look back on things like that and focus on the silliness of it. ;) Thank you very much sweet friend. :)

Pest...ROFL! Thanks for coming in!

CW, yes, there always has to be one, and I seem to be a magnet for them. ;) lol!

Oh, I did want to mention one other thing to Christoph now that I've composed myself after basking with delight in his comment...It IS just like you to focus on nakie Barbies! LOL! My daughter always did wonder how her Barbies ended up naked and in such weird positions. ;) A mom's gotta have some fun too.

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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

Damn!! I thought I had crazy neighbors, I don't know if I could handle my dog being shot in the eye, but as far as everything else goes, I didn't know whether I should laugh my ass off or get pissed. Great story Pam. Really great, I will forever remember the name Deb.

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Teresa McGurk 7 years ago from The Other Bangor

No, No, NO! Nobody hurts dogs and gets away with it! What an evil bastard scummeister. Your solution was superb: hope they had the full voodoo willies.

Someone shot one of my cats, once, and there was nothing I could do about it. Who hurts animals? Psychopathic monsters!

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ajcor 7 years ago from NSW. Australia

I have only just stopped laughing about your account of the neighbours from hell! how dare they shoot your beautiful dog with a beebee gun - what ba....ds! especially as I can see you getting up to bring your dog inside each time he started to bark - this I completely understand because we do the same thing with our Humphrey!

I loved the "Run Dick run! Talk Frank talk. Die Deb die. Frank is good. Dick is bad."

Where we live now we have had some new people move in and I can only hope they are an immense improvement on the last lot (drugs, police, prison escapes, wife beating etc) - I believe our whole street hopes this also....

but your stage act of spell casting is the real killer in this - really had me going - btw where were your family? inside rolling on the floor laughing themselves silly while peeping through the blinds?

go away deb go away dick - come back deb come back dick - no! no! no! no!

great read - rated it up....cheers

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rongould 7 years ago

It is too bad that people don't realize that their actions have repercussions. Maybe there would be fewer bad neighbors. I thought the way you handled them was priceless!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Thank you goldentoad, yes the dog getting shot was pretty hard to deal with, the heebie jeebie cursing helped, but for years after that it was hard to look at him and not feel very angry. Working that part in here was hard, and that's why it's in the middle. I wanted you guys to leave laughing. ;)

Teresa, I'm so sorry about your cat, and it's particularly awful when there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Well, except for a little voodoo mumbo jumbo. ;) Thank you for coming in to read. :)

ajcor...thank you, and it's so funny (and nice) that you have to do the same thing with your Humphrey. :) Male dogs are just dominant that way. My kids were off playing in the neighborhood on that day, and my husband was hiding in the house hoping the cops weren't called. lol!

Wow, it sounds like your old neighbors are worth hubbing about, and I'll be hoping your new ones are much better. Maybe you should take them something yummy to eat and test the water. On second thought, maybe observing from a distance is best till you know what you're dealing with. Good luck, and thank you so much for coming in. Good to see you!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Thanks Ron! And you're right, it's a shame people don't realize there are consequences for their actions. Thanks for coming in. :)

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marcofratelli 7 years ago from Australia

Aye carumba. What shocking neighbors!

I was living next to this bratty girl a long time ago, she must have been 5 or 6. She used to knock on our door wanting to play with us. If we said no or she fell over herself etc, she'd go and tell her parents a lie like we swore at her or something, then they'd come over and complain to our parents. People think kids always tell the truth - well, not always. And who do you think she picked up the habit from? Her parents!

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Jim Batuyong 7 years ago from Anaheim, CA

What a great read, Pam. I was so angry I was trying to devise a plan to help you out. All kinds of bad stuff went through my head. How dare they pick on a fellow Hubber like that? Anyway, sounds like things solved themselves and I can take back the hatchet, rope and plastic bags I was going to send you. Take good care. :)

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Hi Marcofratelli! I think you're being extra nice in only calling that little girl next door to you bratty. What a piece of work she was, and I suppose a nice example of how the apple never falls far from the tree. ;) Thank you for sharing that story, and thanks for coming in to read. :)

Jim...thank you AND ROFL! I'll remember you if I ever get bad neighbors like that again. ;) :D Thanks for coming in and putting a smile on my face. :)

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moonlake 7 years ago from America

Enjoyed your hub.

I have never had neighbors this bad but I had neighbors that were always in our business. Once my son had put his tent on the table outside and the neighbor came into our yard and ask us what we were doing with Sam's tent Sam was the kid that lived down the road and that our 12 year old had camped with the night before, the tent was ours.

Then we use to let some older folks ( Smiths)park their boat at our dock and they could come out fishing anytime they wanted to. This same neighbor came over and wanted to know why our son was taking Smith's boat on the lake hethought our son shouldn't be doing that the neighbor didn't even know the Smiths. I said to him " Stop and think about what you are saying that dock out there belongs to us Smiths have our permission to park their boat there and they have let our son to use their boat."

He always kinda of acted like the place didn't belong to us.

Then to top it all off our male dog got hold of his female dog. Our dog had just been neutered but it didn't seem to matter. The neighbor was mad I said your dog was in our yard our dog didn't go looking for her.

One day he came into the house from the basement while I was sleeping upstairs after that I had to keep my doors locked at all times.

They use to count how much milk we brought into the house and wanted to know what we were going to do with all that milk. We finally built a big garage so they couldn't see in our yard.

I like the way you used a little voodoo mumbo jumbo.

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moonlake 7 years ago from America

Sorry hit twice.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Moonlake, first, thank you for coming in. Second...Wow! I wonder if nosey neighbors are the worst of all. Those are some horrible experiences, especially the one with the person coming in your house while you were sleeping. Good grief! And why would they bother wanting to know how much milk you buy and what you're using it for?! That is insane! Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed reading your story, but I'm sorry you ever had to deal with that. :(

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RGraf 7 years ago from Wisconsin

OK, I need to say thank you. I thought that I had bad neighbors. Mine were pussycats after these guys. Though we did have the cops called on us for bogus things, too.

Hope you have good ones now.

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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

Hi Pam. It reads just as good the 2nd time. There are so many other things, too, little touches that keep the hilarity building. The guy with the mouse trap; and the pic of Deb''s face when you are doing the ritual...what an overall picture that makes, you doing the wacky ritual and her in the window looking like that! And him skedaddling back into his house. My goodness, it's like a movie playing out. I can see this as a short film, with a surreal quality that could shift easily from humor to horror and back.

Anyway, it's a masterpiece!

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sixtyorso 7 years ago from South Africa

Fantasric Hub! Very funny. I can see this as a sitcom on TV. Life with Deb and Dick. This could be a grammy winner. Sorry about the dog though. That was plain mean.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

RG, isn't it insane how much trouble a person can cause with a phone call to the police? I understand that the cops have to check out everything, but the vice squad deal dumbfounded me beyond belief! Thank you, now I only have neighbors across the street. ;)

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Christoph, I honestly can't thank you enough for your kind words. First, since I have so much respect for your writing (you are like the Mozart of writing), it means so much to me. Second, everything you said is exactly what I was going for, and, as you know, it's always marvelous to know when a person might have accomplished that. I appreciate the time you spent in giving me such nice support of efforts here. :) (I can't watch movies where the dog dies or gets hurt, it makes me cry too.)

Sixty, thank you so much! I always appreciate your comments as well. The dog thing was tough for many years afterward, and I tried to keep that experience as brief as possible here, although it needed to be said to show how truly mean Dick and Deb were. Thank you again Sixty, you gave me a huge smile. :D

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sixtyorso 7 years ago from South Africa

here are some more :):);)

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

And here are some {{{HUGS}}} for you sixty for being such a wonderful guy. :)

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ThePioneer21 7 years ago from Liverpool

I can't believe he would do that to a dog! How awful.

You should have done the same to him to see how he'd like it. Yuck

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Thanks for coming in ThePioneer...believe me, I thought about it many times. It just wasn't worth going to jail over. But if thoughts could know. :)

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Netters 7 years ago from Land of Enchantment - NM

What a nightmare for you. I am so sorry you went through that. And your poor dog. That's as low as low can get. I love your ritual, I was laughing when I read it. Good for you!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Thank you Netters. That is about as low as it gets when someone hurts an animal.

Feel free to use my ritual if you ever find yourself next door to mean neighbors. lol! ;) Thanks for coming in to read. It's good to see you. :)

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Netters 7 years ago from Land of Enchantment - NM

Also, theres a very distinct possibility that ole Frank might have been a double agent, if you know what I mean.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Oh you're so right Netters. I did consider that, so I was always careful to not say anything I didn't want repeated to the neighbors. ;) Oh the things I did say though...the stuff I wanted them to know. :D

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Sally's Trove 7 years ago from Southeastern Pennsylvania

Wonderfully hilarious Hub, Pam, and also so soberingly well told about the shocking things that Dick and Jane did, I mean Dick and Deb.

What puzzles me is, what was their motive?  Their actions don't make any sense.  Was it only that they didn't like a barking dog?  But that doesn't make sense either.  Maybe you are so hot that the DEB saw you as competition, right from the day you offered to help them move in?  Maybe they were just plain evil?  But even evil has a motive.  So, I'm curious.

Your doggie being shot breaks my heart, and the police were stupid on this whole thing.  Glad you and yours survived all that.

I've had my adventures with burning sage (although not in your costume)...I know those a-holes were banished from inflicting harm on you and yours, while you were purified at the same time. 

And I do wonder about the long-lasting cosmic effects on Frank.  Glad he was your ally, that gets him points, but what about his friendship with the DD (demonic duo)?

Ah, so many questions.

Thumbs up.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Sally, you ask some great questions that I've also asked myself many times. Quite honestly, I believe that they (Deb in particular) weren't right in the head. I believe causing problems for other people gave them entertainment and pleasure, which also makes them evil I suppose.

I'll never forget being told about something Deb did by Frank's wife. She told me they were all going out to dinner together, and for some reason Dick couldn't make it to the dinner. Deb ordered a dinner for him and had it put in a take-away box, and before they all left, Frank's wife saw Deb pouring pepper all over Dick's food rendering it inedible. Go figure the mentality of someone like that?

You're right, even evil has a motive, but I guess it would take an equally evil person to figure it out. Or perhaps there's no logic to evil. Oh I could go on and on! lol!

DD...LOL! How appropriate! I never could understand why Frank was friends with them, but I suspected he operated by the old rule of "keep your friends close and your enemies closer." He really was a good guy.

Sally, thank you so much for coming in and for the wonderful comment. I'll stop babbling now!

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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

About time! ... I was that bad neighbow when I was a kid. The neighbors weiner dog barked NON STOP, so every opportunity I got i would coax him to the road and then throw shit at him...Soon he was coming into the road ( about four months of planning and persistent work ) it wasn't long until he was splattered for a quarter mile...unfortunately I was not available to witness the culmination of my work. I still hate that little bastard to this day!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Oh Pest, tell me your real name isn't Dick! No, don't tell me. I like you too much to know the truth! But tell me, do you ever get haunted late at night by a weiner dog? Maybe trying to coax you out in the road and such? lol! ;)

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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

lol! My Nick name in high skool was dick! Not that i am well hung...I think the word got out from an angry ex that I am hung like a buck hummingbird, thus the name STUCK.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

ROFL @ buck hummingbird! OH MY GOSH! You're a genius who makes me laugh harder than my bladder can deal with. :D

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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth

Pam you and I are so alike it is frightening. Reading this was like reading a passage out of my diary. Pam, I have a dog named Bubba, who magically got something jabbed into his eye as well, and is now bling in one eye. Alive and ticking though. Although this is opposite a neighbor of ours used to use a CB and we could hear him talking about hot dogs through our tv set one day. Instead of being asses and calling the cops, we simply walked over and let him know. no problem, and it never happened again.

We had these hicks move close to us, and they shot our dog. Our informant, (dave who lives near us) told us the newbies shot our dog.

The dog was shot thru the lung with a shot gun no less.... the dog Kassie... miraculously lived the shot.... which even the vet claimed was a miracle.

When we found out who the gun toting culprit was, we had him arrested for illegal firearms.

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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth

PS. Maybe the fake spell contained a little magic... just look at the karma those fuckers got!!!! hahaha.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Mellas, oh this is weird! You're the only other person I've known who named a dog Bubba. :) And the other stuff is uncanny! As long as nobody was responsible for your Bubba's eye getting blinded, then maybe that's a bit easier to deal with, although I'm sorry to hear of it. BUT those asses who shot your Kassie are evil for sure. I'm just SO happy to hear you too had an informant and that you were able to nail them with something. Thank you for sharing this.

The spell...LOL, I'm convinced that's why she came over to apologize...I think she was more scared than I originally thought and wanted me to take it off before I moved the next day. LOL! :D

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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

I am sharing this one with friends! OKAY?!?

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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

Holy Crap!!! They were vicious inhumane human beings and I would have gone to a new age store and did the same thing. What was their problem and to think you were trying to be nice at the very beginning and they didn't even give you a chance. I would have gone postal when it came to my dog, I hope that they are now getting back what they deserve as how negative can someone be? 5 years is a long time to tolerate such nonsense and bless your heart for hanging in there. Her apologizing after all of those years? Apparently she was feeling guilty , but they should of did that at the very beginning, so now they will always believe you cast a spell on them, good for you.LOL:)

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Okay Pest! Just tell em not to be mean to me or else I'll have to put some of that mojo heebie jeebie doo dah dey stuff on their behinds. :D

AEvans, I like your new avatar pic! Thank you for coming in to read and for the nice comment. That was a long 5 years, and like I told someone else, I think the only reason why she apologized the night before we moved is because she wanted that "spell" removed before I was long gone and not to be found. lol! It looked like it scared them, but I didn't realize how much it might have REALLY gotten to them until that night. ;) Thanks again. :)

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raiderfan 7 years ago from Arizona

my neihgbors suck too! I hate them

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

raiderfan, I'm sorry to hear you have bad neighbors. :( It can be tough.

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Laughing Mom 7 years ago

I LOVE Gooey Luey!!!!!

Sorry to hear you had to experience such bad neighbors. Not a vengeful person myself either, I do know the satisfaction of "innocent" revenge. We started brushing our long haired dog every time our next-door-neighbors from....well, you know where....were out in their pool. A couple of giant balls of matted dog fur landing in the middle of water polo has a very pleasing effect. For us, anyway......

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Hi Laughing Mom! Gooey Louie is a riot as well as SICK and that's why I still have it! I'm looking at it sitting on a shelf as I type! :D My kids are too old to play with it, but is anyone really too old to pick the nose of a plastic head till his brain explodes? lol! I think not! :D

Thank you for sharing the dog hair story! I'll bet that worked like a CHARM! Dog hair in a pool would be a bear to get out! LOL! :D

Thanks for coming in!

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Dolores Monet 7 years ago from East Coast, United States

It's terrible to have such neighbors, people you are just stuck with. I guess you can't let people get to you but when they become cruel and violent and weird, you have to do something. I loved the ritual. I'll have to rememmer that.

We had people next door who kept all the balls the kids let fly over the fence. They piled dirt up, made a sort of a damn up against our fence because the neighborhood has a drainage problem. They kept all manner of crap in their yard, boats and carnival trailers then bitched about the big fence the former owner of our house had erected. I later found out they had turned in the former owner of our house for building a fence without a permit and had him fined for $500.00 (that was back in 1984, a lot more money back then).

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Dolores, it sounds like you had some winner neighbors too, and I'm thankful for the fact that you said "HAD." Carnival trailers?? Keeping your kid's balls?? You have quite a story to tell too! I'll be that dam of dirt against the fence was a sore site to behold as well. Go figure people. Sorry to hear you had that experience.

I think that ritual might have had some kind of psychological effect on them! Hehe! Feel free to use it if you ever find yourself in a simlar situation, but i hope you don't.

Thanks for coming in to read and for sharing your bad neighbor experience. :)

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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

Ahhhhh yes, I remember this one...twas just as good the second time around!

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peace_maker 7 years ago from Quebec Canada

last but least I. those people were pretty bad and I read about others who has some bad ones too" u are truly a peace keeper...when it came 4those2 sorry that you faced that. to say about your dog ...well he was hoping may be by doing this it would help them see out of the house. people hurt others the most for who they love. well we had some pretty bad neighbors too not like urs or others did.

the wife's husband had an affair with his step daughter and had kids by the wife he was with. Ron was in the service he came up from florida to move across from us but he knew some army buddys he served in the army who live around here in dover foxcroft, this where I lived as a child, myfather wud not drink with him cause my father wud not touch it. so Ron got mad and started having loud parties and having people over. the two kids went to school with us the cops wud not do much as well. my father had afight with him and what I saw was Ron taking this big rock and wanted to smash my dad's head cause my father was on his back at the time when this happen as the rock facing him but anyway myfather got a way from him gave him a black eye and others with him were drunk I could a whole list but I won't.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

peace_maker, thank you for sharing your bad neighbor story here, and it certainly sounds like they were indeed BAD. I'm so happy to hear that your father escaped, and I hope that I'm reading your comment correctly in that it was your father who gave the other guy a black eye. He certainly deserved one!

Thank you so much for coming in to read this one too, and thank you as well for the very nice comment. You're very kind.

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Enelle Lamb 7 years ago from Canada's 'California'

Wow! It's just as much fun reading the comments as it was reading your hub. I can sooooo relate to this! You have much better restraint than I LOL...I lived above a psycho person for a year...the petty ignorant comments and little piles of broken toys, sticks and pieces of garbage left at my door now seem trivial in comparrison...(just a few highlights lol) however, when my son was referred to as a F****** psycho, and my daughter a F****** bitch (for using a path 15 feet away leading past their door) it was time to move.

I wish I had your creativity with the ritual though...I would have done that in a heartbeat LMAO! I can picture the woman's would have driven her bonkers LOL! Too funny my dear, and kudos for your ingenuity! A most enjoyable hub...I will definitely read more...Thank you, thank you!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Enelle, you had some bad neighbors too, and I'm sorry to hear that. Littering your doorstep with garbage is bad, but calling kids horrible names is so far over the line. That is something that would bring out the momma bear in anyone! Thank you for sharing your experience here. You're right, the sharing you and others have done in comments really add so much to this subject and make the hub much better than if it stood alone. I truly appreciate it!

Most of all, thank you for your kind words! I hope you never have bad neighbors again, but if you do, the ritual is yours to use and feel free to put your own creative spin on it. I think it really works! :D Thank you again!

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queen cleopatra 7 years ago

I had a good laugh when I started reading this hub. Thank you very much, Pam Roberson. But I recalled a bad memory when I reached the part with Bubba.

We had very bad neighbors. Very bad because they killed one of our 6 dogs. Her name was 'Friends' because she was such a friendly dog. We had a fenced yard so the neighbors could not cross over like they did before we lived there. They dislike the development so they retaliated to hurt us. My husband was crying when we buried the dog. It was our first. The 5 remaining dogs were all her pups. Like what happened with your Bubba, there was no eyewitness. And there was no 'Frank.'

We had to stay put for about 9 years before we could move out so we just gritted our teeth and live quietly inside the fenced property. Fortunately, some of these neighbors changed heart and befriended my family. When the dog killer remained a secret, we guessed that he must be a relative of one of the several good friends that we had.

When we moved out, the 5 dogs (that had multiplied to 16) were divided among our friends in the country. We cannot bring any of them because the house in the city is very small and has no yard. I refused to ask about them once we left because I don't want to know what had happened to them. All I want to keep with me are good memories of watching them romping around the spacious yard.

I'm crying now so I have to say goodbye. Thanks once again for a very good hub.

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

queen C., thank you so much, but I really am sorry to have reminded you of such a horrible experience. It's unforgivable and horrendous for anyone to do such a thing to an innocent animal, and I'm so sorry for your loss. Knowing who did it really doesn't help much when there's nothing you can do regarding filing charges which is a real shame.

It must have been equally painful to part with your dogs when you moved, but I certainly understand why you had to do it. I'll be having to do the very same thing soon, and I've been very worried over how I'm going to deal with it. Now, I'll think about you and how you handled this, and I'll try to do the same...focus on the memories and not what will become of them. Thank you so much for that and for sharing your story here.

{{{{{queen cleopatra}}}}}} Hugs. :)

Big Bob 7 years ago

Talk about Bad Neighbors, I've got 'em!!! It blows my mind what some people are capable of!!! Our neighbors from Hell started the day we moved in. We just purchased our home on 1 1/4 acres in rural California, our agent drove us over in her new Pick-Up Truck to do a walk-through and give us the keys. And there, standing at a fence and gate across our driveway, which by-the-way was not there before, was the neighbor! I introduced myself and asked about the fence and gates. He gave me some blabber about property lines... I told him it had to come down. Three Years later it's still there! Not only that, a few months later he put in a second set of gates down below where you turn to up, in the middle of the common shared driveway! Figures half of the road belongs to him and he want's it back! II told him that under California Law, a fence that has been up for five or more years falls under Perscriptive Easement Rights, therefore; he has no right to alter it. It's still there. Not only that a couple of months later I come home and in the road are two signs mounted on 6x6 posts! declaring the owner has rights on who passes. We live in the country on dirt roads and dirt driveways in the middle of nowhere and I have signs in mine!!! He has Easements on TWO sides of my property so he can access his! But now he does not want me to use the common-shared driveway so we can access ours! Been a life of grief every since. None of our friends will come to visit because of the crap he pulls. Taking their pictures up close, calling them names, etc. One time a friend was moving out of state and had these tow beautiful recliner chairs he gave to us. He brought them over an set them by the gate until we came home from work. You'll never guess what the neighbor did...poured motor oil on them!!!

He stands over in his yard and flips us off every time he sees us. He'll stand at the door and stare us for long periods of time when we go outside. Sometimes he calles me a Wimp or a Pussy or comes out wth his camera and takes pictures of us and our friends, see why they don't come over?

He even had my son and I slapped with a Temporary Restraining Order!!! My poor son is a Fireman for the State and that's where the Sherriff served him the the Fire Department!!! One time I was out washing the car and just as I got it rinsed, he came to the edge of the fence and spun doughnuts in the dirt. A thick cloud of brown dirt layden air wafted right over the wet car! When the proverbial dust settled, the car had a thick layer of mud all over it. I was trying desparetly to ignore him. I finally looked over his way. When he saw me he started laughing out loud while spinning around and around...thought it was real funny. They have called the Police on us so many times I lost count. For every trivial thing you can imagine.

Then there is the nails. Old rusty nails started to appear in our road and parking area. At first I didn't think much of it. Then it donned on me one day, "seems to be a lot of nails". We started saving them. As of today we have a small box overflowing with nails. The thing that really pisses me off is when he calles my young daughter a F***ing C**t from his yard!!! Now mind you I'm 6'6" and about 265 lbs and he is...well, he is no match. He reminds me of a Hells Angels wanna-be. Acts all tough and macho. His wife, you got it! You would think she would try to keep him settled down and respectable...oh no. Can yo imagine the Hoodlems the two boys will grow up to be with parents like that setting the example?

Now, mind you, these people don't even own the place...they rent it from her grandparents...yup, you guessed it. Tried talking to them about what is going on. Nope...granny yelled and threatened us too!!! Grandpa even went so far as to tell my laywer that the common-shared-driveway didn't exist. Well, the photographs don't lie. At length with my attorney, grandpa finally had to admit the driveway did exist and has been there since 1962. You see, he owned the whole 2 1/2 acres at one time but sold half to his sister, which is the half we now own.

Things rachet up when we go on vacation. They watch us night and day. When they see we are going away for a few days, vandalism takes place. First vacation they smashed the windows out of two vehicles. Another time we came home and our German Sheppard dog would not come out of her doghouse for six months. When we left, she was full of life and energy. When we got back she was scared and reclusive. It took about a year before she started to get back to normal. Last year they slashed two tires on my pick-up. None of it I can prove and they are the only neighbors we figure it out.

Now one thing you should now about this guy, is he doesn't work. Yep, gets a disablity check every month. I dunno, I would think he could go to work as a Fence Installer, don't you?!?! Must be nice to be able to sit around all day, every day and scheme how your going to torment your innocent neighbors tomorrow. When we went to court over the Temporary Restraining Order, he showed up in court with a cane!!! ther was four of us that showed up for court that day, none of us had EVER seen him with a cane before. Supposedly, he is on disability for a bad leg and blind in one eye...I dunno.

Before I go, I'll tell you about the time his friends parked in the driveway and wouldn't move while my daughter was trying to get to work in her car. She kept honking her horn and asking for them to move, they wouldn't. She noticed him picking up rocks in his hand and bouncing them until he was happy with his selection. By this time may daughter was standing at the drivers door when he hurled his selected rock which narrowly missed her but shattered her car window. She called the Sherriff and as usual they refused to do anything. I on the otherhand took a friend and went to the court house and talked with the D.A., at length, about all the "Terrorism" he causes us. To make a long story endless...he got NINE DAYS IN JAIL for that one!!! Yaaaaaaaaaay

Yesterday he fliped me off to my face as I was pulling in in my car and he was leaving on his motorbike (not even a Harkley! LoL). I'd had enough of him! All this time I've tried to ignore him. I jumped out of the car and told him if wanted me so bad here I was! He muttered something and I replyed by telling him he was a Coward! He said if I don't stop driving on his property he was going to have me arrested. I told him to go ahead and call the Cops!!! He said he didn't have a phone. I said here take mine and handed him my cell phone. He immediately threw it into rocks and brush (we live in the high desert) and took off. Took me awhile to find it, a little scratched up but ok.

I calle the Sherriff, which is what they recommeded after the rock incident, and made a report. Turns out the officer who got the call couldn't come right away but did call me. Said I broke the law by getting out of my car!!! Flipping one off, calling girls over the age of 18 vulgar names is not against the law when done from your own property...Freedom of Speech. Anyway, the office and I talked awhile about this guy. Here is what he said we can do. Since they are renters, the landlords are responsible for their tennants. He said to keep a log of what he does then take the landlords (Grandma and Grandpa) to Small Claims Court. Each person who resides in the house can file a claim for $7,500.00 for landlors allowing tennants to be a Nusince to neighbors.

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pvrust 7 years ago from Carlsbad, Ca

Its' crazy out there! I think you past neighbors cousins are living next to me! They havn't pulled out the BB gun but then again I don't have a dog.. just a 2.5 year old daughter. Shooting my daughter may be in a different category. I hope you are settled in and enjoying you new, what seems to be peacefull life "so far"

Pura Vida!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Big Bob, thanks for coming in to read and for sharing your incredible story. I think you have the worst bad neighbors ever, and I'm so sorry to hear of your troubles with them. :(

pvrust...OH NO! I wouldn't wish my ex-bad neighbor's cousins on anyone, so here's hoping yours turn out to not be so bad. Thanks for coming in to read. I wish you happiness and much luck with your neighbors, and thank you also for the well wishes about my recent move and peaceful life. :) It is peaceful (so far), and my neighbors are all very nice (so far!). ;)

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M. Rose 7 years ago from Orange County, CA

Pam, so glad I stumbled upon this and your other gems. You have a wonderful knack for telling humorous real stories! I've had some annoying neighbors but nothing as bad as what you've told here. Yikes...I'm scared of what will happen to those horrible people one day, though I'm also certain they'll get what's coming to them. Great great hub!!

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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia Author

Thank you so much M. Rose. I agree with you about those people and any others who do horrible things. We should make sure we're standing far away from them when the poop hits the fan. ;) lol! Thanks for coming in to read and for leaving such a nice comment. :)

Alex the annoyed 6 years ago

i would have to admit that doing what you did was a cool way to get back but in all honesty i was raised what people would call old school! I had some neighbors that would just let there children run wild.Now mind you these people live right above us(my three children my wife and I) and they are so loud and annoying. I confronted them the very first time that the noise got out of hand and there response was to go to hell. Being the nice guy that i am i just ignored them and went on my way to the landlord. I explained to him that they were banging excessively and at all times of the day and night. Now my kids and i are gone most of the day because of school and work and my wife works evenings. we don't bother anyone so nobody should bother us is what i explained to the landlord,but the only response that i got was to talk to them myself. so i asked them once again very nicely to please try and keep the banging down. There response was to suck his d**@ and to go f**@ myself and to send my wife down to him to do the same. Over! that was it. i was so upset that the first thing i did was to grab him by the throat and throw him down The stairs and start beating on him, but then i noticed that his wife had ran to call the police or grab a weapon to attack i ran in after her grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the floor told her to stay there or i would beat her ass. like i was doing to her husband. I then proceeded back to beating her husband. Let me tell you one thing. There's no feeling like standing up for yourself. they at first called the cops and i did like three days in jail but when i got home they had moved! that's just old school! I tried the nice way but they wouldn't listen. that's what happens to assholes! lol I TRULY BELIEVE THE THREE DAYS IN JAIL WERE WORTH IT!

Camden 6 years ago

4-23-2010 OMG - TOO freakin funny!!! You ROCK! I just googled 'how to tolerate BAD neighbors'...your blog was one of the first items to come up! What a GREAT read - I was LAUGHING OUT LOUD, literally CRYING I was laughing so hard - you are my new HERO - do you care if I 'borrow' your 'sage dance'??? Wish you lived close to me here in the DEEP SOUTH!

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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

Thanks Camden! Please take the sage dance and use it as you desire--I'm sure you will do it well! But keep a straight face when you do it or it won't be as effective. :) :)

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habee 6 years ago from Georgia

Oh, Pam, this is terrible! But funny in a strange sort of way. And do I have a crazy neighbor story for you!

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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

Share away habee! Maybe we all end up with crazy neighbor stories eventually right? lol! Hopefully we don't have to suffer but too long before they move on to someone else though. ;)

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ALL4JESUS 6 years ago from USA

I am so sorry for your trauma. Sadly, I can relate. Crazy people - sad people. In the end I had a heart felt apology from the husband after they sold their home. He was the President of the homeowners association - and yes, I went before a judge.

I hired the nicest attorney, refused to call witnesses - all I wanted was a fence. I eventually got the fence but the trauma was too much. The challenges of being nice - I did prevail - I didn't stoop to their level and I did survive.

Last year I ran into them - argh! In a different state! God works in mysterious ways! The husband was still embarrassed! The wife left the conference early!

They were both still embarrassed! And they rightfully should be!

There is justice eventually.

Loved this Hub - great to know these things are afflictions that hit others - we are not alone.

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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

I'm sorry for your experience too, but glad to hear you came out on top of it all. Thanks for sharing it here! Oh, and yes, it does seem like what goes around always comes back around. ;) Thanks for reading. ;)

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

You can't pick your neighbors! I have a nightmare of a story too. Thanks for this one.

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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

Hey Micky! Wouldn't it be nice if we could pick em? Although, on the flip side, I wonder if I'd ever get picked? Hmmm. I doubt it. I don't mow my lawn often enough, I work odd hours, and there was this one time when...never mind. ;) lol! Thanks for reading. :)

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FirstStepsFitness 6 years ago

Great Hub ! Luckily so far the crazy ones were not along my fence line lol .

Sue R 6 years ago

I was there, right across the street! I can verify that it all happened exactly the way she said. Here is wishing evil on "Deb" and "Dick" as we, too, are now gone...

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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

OMG!! Sue!! How are you?? Thank you for backing me up! This is marvelous and funny at the same time! Email me if you want to catch up. There's a link at the top of the page to contact me. :) It's so great for you to leave a comment! You made my day! I hope you are doing well!

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Sylvia Leong 6 years ago from North Vancouver (Canada)

What a hilarious story! Thank you, I really enjoyed it. I linked it back to my Hub about noisy neighbours.


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Pam Roberson 6 years ago from Virginia Author

Thank you Sylvia and I'll look forward to reading yours about noisy neighbors! :)

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jamiesweeney 5 years ago from Philadelphia, PA

nice article, I really enjoyed this hub.

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Jimmy Evola 5 years ago from Australia

What a funny article, great writing!

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TKLMommy 5 years ago from Maui, Hawaii

When new neighbors step into your neighborhood, it makes it hard for you to live in your own house! I have 2 new neighbors and wished the old owners never moved out. One of their dogs attacked my dog. The other neighbors don't even take care of their dog. OMG!

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Kimberly Turner 5 years ago from New Jersey

Your a great writer! You had me intrigued the entire article and your flow to it was great. Keep up the good work!

Kimberly Po 5 years ago

well i also have this neighbors who likes to spread a lot of rumors 24 hours a day and now they ruined my life like hell.

well i dont what's their problem as if they feel like their tongue has been taken out if they dont spread rumors.

jess 5 years ago

hey Pam, Loved your story.

I live in an appartment building and I have a neighbour who lives about three doors down from my finace and I. The man who lives there has one leg and the lady (who I asuume is his wife)lives with him. They have a little dog. It never fails that everytime they are out walking their dog, he is off the leash (clearly the law is your dog must be on a leash). Everytime I come across them with their dog of the leash, their dog just jumps all over my dog. after a while it started to upset me. I thought it is very rude how everytime her dog is always jumping on my dog and she doesn't do anthing about it (maybe that is just my opinion). Eventually I had asked her nicely "please put your dog on a leash".

The very next morning the man was outside with the dog and yet again the dog was not on a leash. now with him having one leg wouldn't it be commonsense to have the dog on the leash so you would have controll over the dog. anyways I went about my way and when I had seen the dog jumping all over mine, I had said a little louder than my inside voice " oh, my goodness, really" ! he had replied back " oh whatever, just keep walking"! so I did and his dog was following us and jumping and running. he was screaming for his dog to come to him and my fincee had said "If your dog was on the leash you wouldn't be having this problem now would you"! he yelled and said "mind your own business", and we just went abouts our way.

Later that day when I returned home from work my finacee had told me what had happened when he came home after dropping me off at work. The man was outside, but this time he was alone. he had put his dog inside when we were gone. he stood their waiting for my finacee. He went inside got into the elvator and looked out the widow on the floor we live on and came back down. he did this about four times. by the fifth time my fiancé ran inside with our dog while he was in the elevator so the man couldn't see them. He went to the other end of the hall and came up the stairs. When he had gotten up the stairs sure enough the man was at the windown waiting. when he had seen my finacee at the other end of the hall he yelled out, "F..K"! of course my finacee called the po'lice to let them know that the man wanted to confront him, it was obvious. so few days later I am watching tv and hear a knock at the door. it was by law wrting me up a warning about not piccking up my dog's poop. There are certain days on occasions that I do not pick up my dogs poop but the majority of the time I do. Now, I know I am not the only one who has "accidently not picked up dog poop" in this building.

I know this is all just bull***t. This is all based on personal vendetta. This blown out of poprotion situation was all because this man always had his scooter out in the hallway. There were meetings and memos passed out through out the building that nothing is to be out in the hallway not even a mat! Mind you, that it is a fire hazard to have anything in the hallways. This gentleman didn't care. The Super on several occations has asked this gentleman to put in in his unit. He failed to comply and was also rude when the Super had asked him nicely.

When my fincee had called the police that day about him trying to confront my fiancée, we haven't seen his scooter out or the dog off the leash, it has only been a couple days.

I heard through the grapevines that they are trying to get a petion going to get us out of here?!?!

We have spoke to the Super about these situations, and the Super told us that we need to come to some sort of an agreement!

Does anyone have any advice?!

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how-to-make 4 years ago from India

I think revenge is not the final solution to it. One should try to become friends with any type of neighbors and then they would not disappoint you.

Katydane 4 years ago

Thanks for this post!

I stumbled upon this while searching for ways to get revenge on my psycho neighbor, I too don't think fighting is a good idea but she ambushed me in much the same way you were and I lost it thank god my daughter walked outside just as I was about to knock out her 2 remaining teeth.

I hope you don't mind but I'm using the ritual, I think it may have a more desirable outcome.

Thank you again and sorry you had to be the ones who move but I'm very close to doing the same.


Zippy 4 years ago

I am in neighbor hell myself - I live next to an older husband and wife that dont like my 2 dogs and want no noise at all. When i am home and they do bark i always check why and get them to stop - its never more then a few seconds, but that still annoys the neighbors. They have purchased an air horn in a can to blow at the dogs which the husband carries in his pocket when hes outside - kinda like his protection! I never leave my dogs out unattended, i am a good neighbor, when i am not home - then dogs are inside and the windows are closed. I am constantly having battles with them. I have talked to my local Dog Warden and Police Chief and they assured me i am doing all i can. I just have miserable people next to me - unfortunately it is making my life and my dogs life miserable.

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RealHousewife 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO

Is story was passed on to me by Christopher:) lol. I'm having such similar issues - I've lived next door to Deb and Dick for seven years now. I have never liked them - but I've been able to just mind my business and wave at the box. Their kids play here - eat here and sleep here. I've gone into their disgusting so messy it's scary house to sit their dogs while they are out of town. Suddenly in the last month - my dogs are a problem. I've had the city called four times already - and today they were called because my trees need trimming. Anonymous complaint you know. I

was able to show that I've just had the back trimmed and the guy was coming to trim the front

(and it is so NOT even bad anyway!!) they didn't even give me a warning ever - each time they

come for any reason they have seen for themselves there's nothing going on - they have never

heard a dog bark either which IS what they said is going in all the reports. So that's good vut still

- I'm sick of it.

I will have to write a hub - and I'll link you.:))) I'm not doing anything illegal but - I've found a great

way to cope effectively:) lol. So far the loud and oh so freaking obnoxious wind chimes I've bought this weekend...are working good:)

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alipuckett 4 years ago

Wow! What a story. I think my neighbors are bad, but this takes the cake. What happened to Bubba was heartbreaking. Did he ever regain his eyesight?

Kami 4 years ago

I live next to two pitbulls that bark whenever I approach the fence on my side of the property. It's downright annoying. And I shouldn't have to live like that. Yeah, the owner comes out to take the dogs in, but it takes a while for her to hear the barking and then stop what she is doing to come outside. All that while, my blood pressure is just skyrocketing because it is such a nuisance. I unfortunately don't view barking as a pleasant sound. And I don't think I'm alone since I'm yet to find a Soundspa Soundmachine with a "Sounds of Neighborhood" setting that includes leaf blowers, dogs barking or cats in heat, but I digress.

If a dog is going to live in a subdivision, where there are other people around, is it really that hard to train the dog to respect the next door neighbor? I am sorry your dog got shot, I would never do that. Usually when I've had all I can take and start thinking of evil acts, I get in my car and go for a long drive. But, I just want you to think of non-dog owners who can't peacefully enjoy their property because the dog next door views them as a threat.

I wonder how much tragedy could have been averted if the dog had been simply trained to be a little more sociable? I imagine that you would have taken a more proactive approach if the dog barked at one of your children the same way he barked at the neighbor. I still think your neighbors were wackos, but feel a little tinge of sympathy for them because I'm slowly being driven mad by dogs and an inconsiderate neighbor who to thinks I should get used to being barked at while on my property.

After seeing a therapist that suggested that I view the barking as a good thing since I'll be alerted if a potentially dangerous stranger is in my backyard, I opted to concede that I apparently have an incurable mentally illness. The cure for my mental illness is to move to a place with enough acreage that I don't need to roll the dice on whether there will be a dog barking at the fence adjacent to my bedroom, 6 feet away, on one of my migraine days. I currently waiting on a buyer, biding my time, dreaming on the day when I can enjoy my backyard in peace.

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