Category Archives: Life

Choosing a Name for My New Pup

Its been too long since I had a good dog and now I’m wanting a new pup and she needs a name. My last dog was great – a Border Collie who stayed with me for over 11 years. Cancer got her and it was hard on me to lose that dog. So I adapted to life without my friend and I have to admit that its lonely as fuck without a dog waiting for you to get home after work. The house is just so fucking empty without anyone but me in it. So I think I need to get a new dog. I’m just not sure what kind of dog to get and what to name her. I am thinking about getting a Rottweiler or a Boxer. I like big dogs and I’ve never been afraid of a dog – even when people tell me that their dog is vicious, I just play it cool and don’t do anything stupid to scare or agitate their dog and everything works out fine.

I have no idea what would be a good name for a Rotty. It has to be a female. In my experience, a female dog gets along better with a male owner. Excuse me for not say “pet parent.” That’s doesn’t sound right to me. I own my dog. I take full responsibility for it, take her to the vet when she needs it, have her groomed and treated for mosquitoes and ticks and shit like that. I want a puppy so that I get the cute days and can start training her right from the very beginning. If you know anyone with Rotty pups, give me a shout.

No Trees Now – Just Sawdust and Ruts

Finally have my backyard close to normal – just in time for all the leaves that are falling to need raking. The bitch next door was stupid enough to pay that tree guy the entire amount of his bill before he was done. He must be some kind of con artist. He told her that his big chain saw broke on the job he was doing for her and that the only way he could finish was for her to give him some money for him to go buy a new one. So she gave him the cash and he stayed gone for another week or two.

Yesterday he showed up in his green pickup truck with a helper and the two of them worked in her backyard and my backyard all day. He cut up and pulled the tree out of my yard but left piles sawdust on the ground. And the truck made big ruts in the side yard. When I came outside to talk to him, he immediately apologized for the mess and explained everything. He made his helper come over with a shovel and spread dirt into the ruts, then stomped on them to pack down the dirt and mud. It still looks a little rough because of the bare patches, but I guess in the spring the grass will grow back over the tracks and no one will notice so much.

Trees Still in My Yard

OK – this is really getting old. The bitch next door has not talked to me one time about this fucking mess in my back yard. The guy she hired to cut down her trees cut them so they fell in my yard. He cut up some of them to haul them away, but left most of it still laying in my yard. He never came back to finish cutting them up. It’s not like I want to go out there with a chain saw and cut up her fucking trees.

I don’t even know what kind of crime this is – having someone elses trees in my yard is what? Littering? What the fuck am I am supposed to do to get these trees gone?

My Neighbor is a Bitch

That old biddy who lives next door is a real pain in my ass lately. First of all, she has a lot of big trees in her back yard like everyone in this neighborhood and they keep falling during storms. She’s had 3 fall on her house and cause a lot of damage over the years, but she can’t afford to get them cut down. So she waits until they fall on her house and then the insurance company has to pay for the tree removal and the house repairs – after a $500 deductible. So she has already spent $1,500 on insurance deductibles and risked her life with having trees fall on her house – the back part that is her bedroom and bathroom.

So, she finally gets some redneck lowlife to come last week to cut down a couple of the trees that worry her the most. I have no idea what bargain rate she thought she was getting. This asshole cut down two of them and made a huge mess in MY backyard. The trees fell into my yard and now he is back there cutting on the fallen trees with a chain saw. So there is sawdust all over the yard, and when he backed his truck down to load it up with the wood, it got stuck in the mud and made huge ruts in my grass all over the back yard and the side yard. And when he left with that first load, he left three quarters of the huge logs in my yard and never came back to finish the job.

I finally went over to knock on her door and find out what the fuck is going on with her trees in my yard. She didn’t even answer the door. I know the bitch is home – I saw her drive up and park in the garage. MAYBE she was in the bathroom and couldn’t come to the door. But I think she saw it was me through the window and just didn’t want to talk to me about the problem.

Call Me Maybe

Wrong number phone calls should be handled a proper way. If you call my phone by mistake, at least have the fucking courtesy to tell me, Sorry. You have, after all disturbed me. In fact, you have no idea what I might have been doing when you called and I had to stop it to answer the fucking phone. So, at least say you are sorry, and if you are stupid enough to call me right back and call my number by mistake two times in a row, this time you should apologize not only for disturbing me but for also being s STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!