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She blinded him with whiteness - 2008-07-25
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11:07 a.m. - 2008-02-12
I was a big old grumpasaurus when I got up this morning. Then I checked in with my pixel neighborhood and found out it's the shared birthday of two of my favorite people! Happy Birthday to Poolie and Witty!!!!! The day those two came into the world is not a day for mopes and grumpiness, so off with my muttering frown and on with the happy dancing shoes! Of course, Poolie would say they should be happy dancing clown shoes. I'm sure she won't mind if I strap some snow shoes to the bottoms, we're about to get zapped with another toadload of the white stuff with a healthy heapin' of ICE just to make things all the more chuckalicious. The guys are rooting for a snow day tomorrow. Mick's district has already called an early dismissal for today. I checked with Podunkville and they're still on for the whole of today, but this may change, maybe not. Mick's district is far-flung and has some of the steepest, nastiest bus routes in the area. You dassn't want to be out in an ice storm with a busload of kiddies on Suicide Switchback and Impossible Alp, that's for certain. Here in the lower elevations they'll probably just cancel afternoon activities, though if Coach Gung-Ho is still doing winter track over at Podunkville High he'll insist his runners do their laps before making their way home in the blizzard. Alex did three years under the lunatic rule of Coach Gung-Ho and still has nightmares about the guy. I know some of you might be wondering what the Gooey-est Couple in D-Land is doing for their first Valentine's Day. Of course it's something special! You ready? We'll be spending Valentine's Evening in…night court. Yeah buddy, we are sooooo romantical. The timing wasn't our choice, obviously, but it is finally Reckoning Day for those horrible next-door neighbors. Their reign of terror is over. Mr Barky the Prisoner Dog is getting his day in court and we are partly responsible. The poor dog who's been tied to a tree for the last four years and has inadvertently made my life a hell with his endless barking and who's been terrorizing all of us with his insane lunging and frothing and snarling whenever we dared come out of our house is getting a new leash on life thanks to Mick's insistence on calling the Dog Warden. Ms Dog Warden paid a couple visits to the next-doors and was scandalized by their callous mistreatment and Mr Barky's feral aggression. Sorry, you buttheads, but leaving a 110lb Rottweiler tied to a tree and doing NOTHING to tame or train it is disgusting and stupid and just plain foolhardy. Mr Barky knocked the Dog Warden off her feet, ripped her jacket and then scratched the paint off her car after she'd made her escape into the house next-door to the next-door's when she made her first visit. Subsequent visits haven't gone much better. So, after giving the neighbors every chance to DO something for their animal, Ms Dog Warden is taking their sorry asses to court. And we, the witnesses to the abuse and the wronged parties (along with the dog itself) are called to the bench to present evidence and corroboration. I know I should have called the Dog Warden years ago. I feel bad about being a coward, but the neighbors are so unpleasant I just didn't want to start a feud. Because we're in for it now. For daring to save their dog from neglect and abuse and finally doing something for our own safety and peace the jerks next-door ARE going to 'get even'. I know darn well this is going to touch off one of those stupid pushy-pushy things where they'll be on the horn with the cops for any and every 'disturbance' we make. Start the lawnmower 2 minutes before 9:00am? Throw a party? Burn some leaves? Oh yeah, those wonderful 'law-abiding' next-doors will be ready, willing, and delighted to do their civic duty. My lord, don't some people suck? Anyhow, please drop by the birthday girls' places and leave some birthday love. They, unlike my neighbors, absolutely do not suck and are treasures beyond measure.
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