I really need to catch up here. It's been a busy few weeks for me. I have had four children to leave my daycare and go to school and in their place I have taken on three infants. I must have been out of my mind! Individually they are all charming little tykes. Together with the other two one-year-olds they are making me crazy! I expect in the next few weeks things will settle into a routine of some sort.
In the mean time, I never finished the dog story. After the last session in court the animal shelter was to collect the dog named tracker (again). This time they found the dog and picked her up with no trouble. No trouble except for the condition she was found in. The dog was all skin and bones like she had been starved to death. She had had puppies just long enough previously to have been weened and sold. I imagine that's why they dragged this case out so long, so they could collect the money for the puppies. Speculation is that they tried to let the dog starve to death thinking that if the dog died the judge would suspend sentencing on Shameka as he did with Nick. I predict someone else is going to be arrested over animal cruelty in the near future.
Tuesday, August 5th was the last day Shameka could file an appeal and it appeared she did not. Friday, August 8th was the day she was to begin serving her 30 days. But she didn't. That Monday, the 4th, The girls and I went to Walmart right at 5:30 to pick up a few groceries and other things we probably didn't need. While we were there, Rick came home from work and the neighbor started threatening him. The threats were something like, "If you ever come in this yard again I'm going to kill you." A little later hubby was out adjusting the sprinkler in the front yard while Nick was mowing his. As Nick walked past he yelled over the mower motor, "I ought to just burn your house down. " Rick called me, asked where I was, and if the girls were with me. He then warned me to be alert when we pulled in the driveway because the neighbor was kind of hot.
When I got home I encouraged Rick to make a police report. We called the police and talked to an officer I didn't know and I was standing sort of behind and to the side so I couldn't read his badge. Rick told him we just wanted a police report on file. He told us that a police report was a waste of time if we weren't going to have him arrested. We thought a minute. It was one man's word against another's and if we couldn't put him in jail we didn't really want to piss him off further. We are genuinely afraid of this guy. We do believe him to be quite capable of big stupidity and we have our two little boys to protect.The officer did offer to go over and talk to Nick. Nick was out in the yard by this time having seen the police car across the street and knowing it was about him I'm sure. The officer walked over there and Nick began yelling. We stood on the front porch but could not understand what Nick was saying. Then Sarah, who had been sitting out back on the deck, came out the door reporting that Nick was yelling, "Nobody over here saying anything they are always calling the cops on us for no reason, blah blah blah. . . " And the officer left.
Friday we watched for Shameka to leave for her 30 day stay. In fact we didn't see her until the next Wednesday and thought she was in jail the whole time. But she was not. Seems she filed paperwork to serve on weekends and it hadn't been filed yet or some such malarkey. She was to come back the following Friday.
No comments:
Post a Comment