Yesterday

I try to be a good neighbor. I keep to myself unless I am talking with family. I will wave at the neighbors and speak from time to time, but usually stick to what my son calls my reclusive ways. Then, there was yesterday.

A while back I had problems with a neighbor who would open their door and let their dog out to go and do what ever. What ever meant coming across the dirt road to do his business in my parent’s yard or worse, bother my dogs. My yard is fenced. My dogs could not get to this trespasser, but they tried. This other dog would try its best to get inside my fence to go to war with my dogs. Nothing I said or tried stopped them from doing and allowing this. I contacted the managers of the apartments and was told if it was bothering me, call animal control. I have dogs, I did not want to do that. Eventually I was left with no choice and called animal control. After the meeting with the control officer things got much better. Not long after though, they moved out. This was  not my intention, preventing dog fights was my intention, and of that I succeeded.

Then yesterday happened.

I was sitting here half asleep with my two dogs outside in the yard. Just as an aside here, my yard is large and filled with big Oak trees. Both dogs have access to the front porch and lots of fresh water.  But back to yesterday. As I sat here my dogs suddenly went insane. Barking crazily and frantically. I jumped and grabbed the controls for their training tags. Reaching the door I saw them running the fence line. A dog I had never noticed before was running up and down the outside of the fence. I had to get my dogs before they became overly agitated and turned on each other. They were already beyond noticing the zap from the collars. Amazingly after a few fails I got both dogs inside and safe. The unknown visitor was still sitting outside the fence looking confused.

Making sure all escape routes my dogs might manage were covered, I then walked up my drive looking for the visitor. Seeing it across the dirt road I approached my neighbors. Reaching the end of the driveway, I spoke up asking nicely if that was their dog and could I please ask a favor. That began a new friendship. I ended up talking with them for well over half an hour. We discussed children, dogs, the apartments, family and more. She obviously had known I had big dogs and made sure her toddler didn’t come over across the road. I then told them about the fence inside the fence that divides my yard and prevents my dogs from reaching the outside fence.

The conversation went better than I had hoped and after my son came in from work I said my good-byes and came back across the road. I want to be a good neighbor. I do not and never have wanted to be the neighbor that is difficult if not impossible to get along with. I think I will finally bake those cookies I’ve been planning on baking and take them across the road. I believe they will be better received now..

Bella was watching my son holding food

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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4 Responses to Yesterday

  1. John says:

    If you have dogs, they will always watch you eat! I am glad that you aren’t enemies with the folks across the road, and I would consider it a blessing that the other people moved! It’s like around here, there are too many barking dogs, but the dogs aren’t the problem. The problem is the owner(s) not being responsible. You did well, Rebecca, now, can I have a cookie, please? πŸ˜‚

    • I always prefer getting along over anything resembling animosity. My dogs do bark, sometimes a lot. Usually its at cats but they do bark at the neighbors, which is the reason for the training collars. Bella on her own would be chill, Molly usually starts and Bella won’t be outdone. But they are learning and I see that as a plus. You’re more than welcome to a cookie, just not sure how it would handle the journey to you..

  2. WebbBlogs says:

    When I first started reading this, my first thought was you were going to have problems with the neighbors. So happy this had a good ending. Much better this way for all involved. 😁 And, I just wanted to add that you should be proud of yourself for being able to confront your neighbors and speak your concerns, you have mentioned your anxiety before thats why I say this. 😁

    • Those I spoke and visited with were so kind and friendly. I’m not sure what has happened, but things have changed over there greatly. All of them have become more quiet. While I didn’t have any part in the change, I’m definitely enjoying the peace.

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