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I'm normally just fine taking care of myself, but I have a situation for which solutions other than commission of a felony appear to be non-existent. Perhaps people here can give me a fresh set of eyes. I'll be as brief as I can.
I rent the entire top floor of a big house in a small town I'd rather not name in Tennessee. I am not from here, and let's just say things are done a little differently here than I'm used to. The first floor below me has two apartments side by side. In one of them is a young man with two male roommates, one girlfriend, and a dog. Why he has a dog is a question which no sane person can answer, except as an object of abuse.
This guy is Mr. Clean Cut responsible managerial-type job. Goes to work every day. Nice car. Nice clothes. Mr. Charm in public. He leave the poor dog in the apartment for up to 36 hours at a time. Sometimes the girlfriend comes to let the dog out, sometimes the roommates, sometimes no one comes. They're all out more than they are in.
This man and his girlfriend don't believe in leashes and walking of dogs. They let him out loose for ten seconds (no joke, not kidding) and scream epithets at him to "get back in the house ya f****n' b*****d", often giving the animal good hard kicks just for kicks. Then the dog is screamed at in the most vile, awful ways your imagination can come up with, they go on and on endlessly at him, until they leave again. Objects are thrown at him, doors are slammed, it's a nightmare.
This animal never, ever cries. Never says a word. Just takes it and takes it. I wish he would just go for this guy's throat and be done with it.
There is no SPCA here, only a crummy shelter where the dog guy does the best he can for them before they're put down or claimed. I've gone downstairs and spoken to Psycho Man myself and he's all Mr. Charm and "Gee Ma'am, you must be hearing things." Bastid. The cops won't go near it. I have to have photographic proof before they will. I never get that because they only let him out for ten seconds, there's never time. I did set up my video camera to pick up interior sound but the cops will not accept that, they say I could have a personal grudge and be setting him up for all they know. I've been to the landlord and to the rental office. They looked at me as if I had fifteen heads and snakes coming out of my eyes. One of the office people actually said to me, heh, you're from New England, buncha bleedin' hearts you people are. No one seems to care.
I've exhausted all avenues. I cry now every time this guy comes home and does this, they moved in six months ago and now I'm having fantasies which range from the mild - picking the lock, leaving the door open and letting the poor thing go - to much darker things, yes, dark things for this Mr. Clean Man.
What say ye? If I were at home, in Connecticut, I'd have avenues and legal assistance. Here, I have nothing.
I rent the entire top floor of a big house in a small town I'd rather not name in Tennessee. I am not from here, and let's just say things are done a little differently here than I'm used to. The first floor below me has two apartments side by side. In one of them is a young man with two male roommates, one girlfriend, and a dog. Why he has a dog is a question which no sane person can answer, except as an object of abuse.
This guy is Mr. Clean Cut responsible managerial-type job. Goes to work every day. Nice car. Nice clothes. Mr. Charm in public. He leave the poor dog in the apartment for up to 36 hours at a time. Sometimes the girlfriend comes to let the dog out, sometimes the roommates, sometimes no one comes. They're all out more than they are in.
This man and his girlfriend don't believe in leashes and walking of dogs. They let him out loose for ten seconds (no joke, not kidding) and scream epithets at him to "get back in the house ya f****n' b*****d", often giving the animal good hard kicks just for kicks. Then the dog is screamed at in the most vile, awful ways your imagination can come up with, they go on and on endlessly at him, until they leave again. Objects are thrown at him, doors are slammed, it's a nightmare.
This animal never, ever cries. Never says a word. Just takes it and takes it. I wish he would just go for this guy's throat and be done with it.
There is no SPCA here, only a crummy shelter where the dog guy does the best he can for them before they're put down or claimed. I've gone downstairs and spoken to Psycho Man myself and he's all Mr. Charm and "Gee Ma'am, you must be hearing things." Bastid. The cops won't go near it. I have to have photographic proof before they will. I never get that because they only let him out for ten seconds, there's never time. I did set up my video camera to pick up interior sound but the cops will not accept that, they say I could have a personal grudge and be setting him up for all they know. I've been to the landlord and to the rental office. They looked at me as if I had fifteen heads and snakes coming out of my eyes. One of the office people actually said to me, heh, you're from New England, buncha bleedin' hearts you people are. No one seems to care.
I've exhausted all avenues. I cry now every time this guy comes home and does this, they moved in six months ago and now I'm having fantasies which range from the mild - picking the lock, leaving the door open and letting the poor thing go - to much darker things, yes, dark things for this Mr. Clean Man.
What say ye? If I were at home, in Connecticut, I'd have avenues and legal assistance. Here, I have nothing.
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