Now that's a dead dog!

Oh more neighba drama.

This morning at 7:01, a daycare parent (we'll call her "T") arrived in my driveway with her infant and preschooler for daycare as usual. As she was getting out of the car she noticed that the pit bull next door was on the loose yet again. The animal shelter was not open yet so T called the police and made a report. The officer she spoke to was kind enough to brief her on how the law worked in cases like this so now we are a little smarter. We don't have to depend on the animal shelter for our safety, T can get a warrant against them just as well. T called and informed me that she was going to be doing the warrant thing right after work this afternoon.

But wait, there's more!

At 8:50am I started out my front door to put something in the mail and guess who was there to greet me?

Now, just for the documented record, this picture was not taken Saturday with the one currently posted and on file at the animal shelter. The difference can be noted that my husband's truck is not in this picture and the neighbor across the street's white car is also absent in this photograph.

Yep. I ran back in to get the camera and the phone. I called the animal shelter with a gruff voice and asked that they do something now!

They did. L was here before my picture could finish printing and the dog was still in my yard! When I spotted her she was already taking her own pics. Then another city truck pulled up and blocked the neighbors driveway. He got out and both went after the dog but the owner openned the door and yanked on the dog and slung it inside the house and slammed the door (I didn't see that, I heard about it later). Apparently not before the dog turned on L and she took pictures. That's good. Glad she wasn't attacked.

They hung around for 30 minutes or so. I was waiting to see if the dog would be captured. It wasn't, but it will be. It's a matter of time. I didn't think anyone was home next door because I didn't hear any cussing but while the animal control officers were here, Nick, who is adamant that he doesn't live there though we all know he does, backed the car to the end of the driveway. I saw L walking toward his car (or her truck) with a blue piece of paper in her hand but I couldn't see her after that and am not sure if it was something she handed to him or if she was just going to move her truck. I'll find out later I'm sure.

So, the dog is still around, but not for long, warrants are in the making, I have a landlord to talk to, and you know there will be more on this blog really soon so stay tuned to this bat station, same bat time, same bat place. . .