"The heavenly aroma still hung in the house. But it was gone, all gone! No turkey! No turkey sandwiches! No turkey salad! No turkey gravy! Turkey Hash! Turkey a la King! Or gallons of turkey soup! Gone, ALL GONE!"
Yeah, well, I found it... or at least our dog did. In our neighbors backyard. I think the Bumpuses must live over there. Every time I let that dog out, damn if he doesn't run straight to the neighbors house and eat some shit-ass-rotten thing they threw out in the backyard. Either that or he eats the shit from their rabbits as they just let it pile on the ground under the hutch. I won't even tell you what he does once he gets back home!
I've been asked hundreds of times how we can stand living next door to that...dump. Frankly, we can't. We've filed numerous complaints with our local police. The Bumpuses clean it up for a few days to avoid the fine but it never stays that way. I look out there now, there's an old stove, jack o'lanterns that are black and rotten on the stoop. The pumpkin seeds littered all over the porch. I count six boxes with crap hanging out of them, five storage totes (empty, partially, and full), four dead hanging plants, three garbage bags, two gas cans, an over the door shoe rack, - pop cans, bottles, and kids toys strewn all in the mix. And a partridge in a pear tree.
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