Thursday, February 17, 2005
The Winter Confrontation
We saw her today for the first time in months. We were packing Nolan in the car, when "Chopper" (the yellow lab puppy 1 block north of us) and his mom were taking a walk. Jessica went up to her and the dog to say hi (as well as to warn her about the sticks Angie strategically placed outside a flower bed to poke any dog who thinks to lift his leg by her precious flowers). While talking to Chopper's mom about the dog, the front door opened, and Angie came bursting out of her house: "EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME!" She came running up to us and started yelling about how Chopper pooped on her lawn, and are you going to clean that up, and blah, blah, blah.
The owner, a very nice woman about our age, said that yes, she was coming back to pick up the poop. She's 9 weeks pregnant, with a crazy, hyper puppy and a 4-year old son. Her boyfriend normally takes care of the dog, and he was out of town on business. She had to get the dog out of the house, and forgot the bags. She said that she will gladly come back and pick it up. Jessica mentioned that we had bags in the car she could use. But Angie wasn't satisfied.
"I'm going in to find you a bag to pick that up", she said. "I'm sick and tired of my yard being used as a toilet." She then looked pointedly at Jessica and I and said, "You're a neighbor!" As if we should have stopped the dog from pooping on her yard. We didn't even see it. But I'm glad that dog shat on the bitch's yard. I think, secretly, she believes we have Ranger crap on her yard to spite her. And while that's not a bad idea . . . . no, no, no, the woman's just crazy. As she walked away, she said to Jessica, "Oh, yeah. I guess you had a baby. Congratulations, I guess."
We learned, through this episode, why we rarely see Angie in the winter -- she must hibernate from the hair salon. She has about 2 inches of outgrowth- white scraggly old-lady hair. Now she really is a witch - in mind, attitude, and body.
The owner, a very nice woman about our age, said that yes, she was coming back to pick up the poop. She's 9 weeks pregnant, with a crazy, hyper puppy and a 4-year old son. Her boyfriend normally takes care of the dog, and he was out of town on business. She had to get the dog out of the house, and forgot the bags. She said that she will gladly come back and pick it up. Jessica mentioned that we had bags in the car she could use. But Angie wasn't satisfied.
"I'm going in to find you a bag to pick that up", she said. "I'm sick and tired of my yard being used as a toilet." She then looked pointedly at Jessica and I and said, "You're a neighbor!" As if we should have stopped the dog from pooping on her yard. We didn't even see it. But I'm glad that dog shat on the bitch's yard. I think, secretly, she believes we have Ranger crap on her yard to spite her. And while that's not a bad idea . . . . no, no, no, the woman's just crazy. As she walked away, she said to Jessica, "Oh, yeah. I guess you had a baby. Congratulations, I guess."
We learned, through this episode, why we rarely see Angie in the winter -- she must hibernate from the hair salon. She has about 2 inches of outgrowth- white scraggly old-lady hair. Now she really is a witch - in mind, attitude, and body.
