This is the worst Christmas since my dad and brother died....
And I finally figured out what happened. She picked up her mom's dog from the vet after he was boarded for a week while they were gone. Dog stayed overnight with her. There's her fleas. Animals come from the vet always have fleas.
Top it off with my neighbor behind me. She hates animals. She wrote me a letter asking me to feed my cats in the backyard. She's the one who has the pound cage up now. Her excuse?? She says it stinks in her yard. They eat and leave into the neighborhood. Don't stay around long enough to use the yard. Cats dig, use the potty and then cover it up. Nothing to smell. Then she goes into a long story about how a cat had kittens in her garage and one fell. Her husband nursed it back to health. He's allergic to cats. She's now on first name basis with the people at the pound. She bought a cage for herself to catch the cats and let them come get them. Said she caught two feral cats (not fixed) last week. She NEVER caught unfixed cats....both were mine and had been fixed. I had to go pick them up. Both Sandy and myself broke into tears before we left there. Rascal was one of the cats I had to pick up. He and Sweetie had on collars. And all of mine are fixed and can't have kittens. I've told her this time and time again.
She also told me not to leave food out once I fed my cats so they won't come around here.
I pay my rent for the house and the yard. Where are my rights?? If I want to feed the cats anywhere in the yard, is it not my right to do so? I can't put them inside with the three I already have. The landlord would have a stroke.
I'm sick sick sick of these stupid people. I don't bother anyone. I don't associate with these people. WHY don't they just leave me alone????? See why I want to move to the country away from people and take these sweet animals with me??? I don't have money to move anywhere. I literally am stuck. Nowhere else in town allows animals.
I have three indoor cats. There are four outdoor cats. All are fixed and have collars and id tags with my number on them. The pound knows about my idiot neighbors. When I have to pick up, they don't charge me.
If this stress doesn't end soon, I'll lose my mind and what's left of my health. Lupus is flaring all over and my back injury from the car injury is back as the epidural didn't take. I just can't take anymore.
Just pray God will protect me from these idiots. I'm so upset that I can't even sleep. I'm trapped. I have nowhere else to go and no family to run to just to escape for awhile. This is my home as bad as it is.
