Annoying Neighbors (Dealing With Difficult Neighbors)

Acreal great observation.

I've always been lucky to have great neighbors except for the people who live in our back. They have a little dog that gets out every day and runs the streets barking the whole time (weekends included). That dog causes my dog to bark back. We have a leash law but they just don't care!

Love this poem Jodah! Sitting here giggling out loud. :) This should be published with a few dollars to spare. You're magnificent! Thanks and sharing.

I am very happy indeed not to have neighbors like that. If I have such kind of neighbors, perhaps I will not be there long. What a great way to express and describe them... Up for this hub!

Well done, John! Prose and poetry and great memories. I think we all have had neighbors like yours. I enjoyed the read.

I have some neighbors like that who have lived next to me for almost 12 years. They bought their house, as we did, when our development was built. At the time a large oak tree stood on our side of the property line and obviously dropped leaves and acorns on their deck, as they purchased in the Fall. They purchased anyway. They waited 7 years for it to become a huge issue, showing up at my breakfast nook window before 7 a.m. in the back yard and tapping on my window wanting to discuss the matter. I had just raised the blinds and was in my nightgown. Scared the bejesus out of me. They called the Neighborhood Association on us, threatened legal action -- all empty threats because honestly it's a tree, poses no danger, and they purchased knowing full well that the acorns would drop on their deck. Finally, when they stopped complaining and started being nice recently, I paid to have the limbs trimmed back. The deciding factor was that they got a sweet rescue dog whom I enjoy talking to over the fence, and I did not want him to be pelted with acorns when he's out in his yard. They are overjoyed.

Jodah, bless your heart, this is exactly what I've been trying to say about my neighbors but you said it much more eloquently! LOL

I've been the most awful neighbor to some as they would say.

I let the flowering weeds grow because they supports things like bees.

I refused to shoot the woodchucks that are living in my rock cave.

I have company sometimes.

My neighbors are a tad bit more extreme though.

One said I was "crazy" because I planted a garden, and she couldn't understand how the town let me do that (on my own property).

And they called the post office after they noticed I received a lot of mail. That one still puzzles me to this day. LOL

Anyway, what a great Hub! I truly enjoyed this.

Aw, thank you, Jodah. I didn't for a moment think you'd stereotype!

Yes the pickup incident was quite unfortunate. It was being parked there for unusual reasons, too. We'd loaned it to a neighbor who had finally returned it, at my insistence, in quite bad shape. Our driveway already had several vehicles we needed for commuting 500 miles to the ranch, so we parked it at our own curb.

What was/is ludicrous is that further down our street, where there are more transient residents, it's very difficult to steer one's car between vehicles parked on both sides of the modest sized street for blocks on end!

Perhaps whoever turned our pickup in was nervous that our end of the street might become an eyesore and hazard like that! haha - But people on our end do sometimes park on their curbs and some vehicles seem to be there rather constantly. I understand now, though, that if a vehicle is moved at least every day or so and then returned to the curb, it's perfectly legal! Go figure!

At any rate, we intended to return our pickup to the ranch, from where it had come to be loaned to the neighbor while his own car was out of commission and his delivery work required transportation. But he hadn't gotten his car repaired in a couple of years and seemed to assume our loan was foreve. My kind-hearted husband didn't insist it be returned until we had to have it for a ranch trip, but I finally did insist. It was a danger in his loan. If the guy had been in an accident, it would have been our responsibility & our insurance would surely have been canceled. As wildly as he drove, it was a miracle it hadn't happened. In fact there was evidence of damage from some of his 'accidents'. The wear on it was also a factor.

But our immediate problem with getting it back to the ranch was that my husband had suffered a severe heart attack and wasn't confident he could drive it alone that distance, since I would have to also drive in another vehicle for our return trip! We'd also hoped to have it repaired closer to the ranch, where the charges would be much less. While we were working on those glitches the police edict came. It said that it had to be moved from the curb within 24 hours. So we had to take it to a local repair shop, where they allowed it to be parked until we could move it, after the extensive and expensive repairs were done. And - that is a 'whole other' story! haha

Hi Jodah. Unlike the newspaper editors, I find your opinions realistic. The poem, although claimed to be controversial, depicts the real world. Keep it up with the beautiful poems. Voted up, awesome and beautiful.

Funny, Jodah! Its lilting meter tells it like it is. But the tendency is not particularly age related.

My young neighbor laid a complaint on me that rainwater off my roof was causing his house to lose ground. He recommended a gutter company and insisted I get rain gutters installed! I complied, being a considerate old neighbor. ;-) haha!

Another time an anonymous neighbor called the cops who came an left a notice because my husband's pickup truck had been parked in front of our house too long!

Neighborhoods can be the most entertaining places.

Yo, Jodah. You impaled those nosy neighbor types perfectly, mate. (I'm trying to get in the swing of strine). Funny poem this is.