We sometimes like to blame our neighbors for all the woes of the world – from the lack of parking to the garbage that blows in our yard. And sometimes they deserve it.
After all, it is my neighbors’ fault my arm still hurts.
Sawyer, Phoebe, my beau and I were returning from our evening riverbed dog romp. The dogs were leashed and sauntering nicely.
The narrow path back to the house is crammed between a ditch full of thorny trees and a solid brick wall.
We were on that crammed path when we encountered the neighbors and their two dogs, whom we shall call Dumbo and Bimbo.
Dumbo and Bimbo, who are no small puppies, have a long history of distaste for Sawyer and Phoebe. The feeling is mutual and the dogs like to lunge at each other when we pass across the street. Everyone is leashed and the end result is lots of noise but no injuries.
But this time Dumbo and Bimbo were not on their leashes. And I ended up getting bit.
We rounded the corner to find the neighbors and their horror hounds, with enough time for the neighbors to leash up Dumbo and Bimbo. But they didn’t. They just stood there and watched as Dumbo approached us, acting dumb enough to merit his nickname, and set off a growl fest.
Bimbo, whose head is the size of a basketball and jaws are as wide as Montana, soon joined the fray.
Sawyer, Phoebe, my boyfriend and I had initially moved towards the brick wall to let the foursome pass. Now were cornered against it by Dumbo and Bimbo while their owners stood back in the distance. Please note the dog dad was no small puppy, either, and could have at least attempted to restrain at least one of the hounds.
Dumbo was trying to sneak up on Sawyer’s hind end while Bimbo was going for Sawyer’s throat. Sawyer and Phoebe were still leashed and couldn’t really maneuver.
Yet Sawyer still attempted to defend himself while big, bad, barking machine Phoebe hid.
My dog mom instinct kicked in and I did I really dumb thing.
I stuck my arm out to push Bimbo away and ended up with my arm clamped in a dog jaw.
Once Sawyer realized it was my arm in his mouth, he let go immediately. But not before a nice pain set in. The pain was accompanied by a fine red mark that was only later alleviated by a pouch of frozen vegetables.
Dumbo and Bimbo were eventually restrained and led away by the neighbors, who didn’t even bother to apologize.
And I’ll bet it’s their garbage that blew in my yard.
Eager for input – please take the poll.
Do you have inconsiderate neighbors? What’s the worse thing they’ve done?
Have you been accosted by their dogs, cats, blowing garbage or children?