Dear Jerk Who Owns the Rental House Behind Us,
Remember over the summer when we contacted you about splitting the cost of a new fence since the old one was blown down and destroyed in a storm? Remember how you told us no? Well, we didn’t replace the fence. It’s still down. We put up a flimsy plastic garden fence to attempt to keep our giant dogs out of the yard so the renters wouldn’t have to deal with man sized turds or dogs barking at their back door to be let in (it’s not their fault the you are an asshole). Well, those renters moved out about two month ago… and now I can tell that you are trying like hell to get that house rented.
In fact, today there was a man from the rental company showing the house to a nice looking couple. They were in the backyard talking and looking around… I’m sure asking about why there is no fence. Right about that time, my dogs needed to go out and use the restroom. Horrible timing, I know. Max immediately ran to the flimsy garden fence and started barking. Aw, how cute.. a little Chiweenie.
|Max… one bark and the big ones come running.|
But Max’s barks were just an alarm to indicate the need for backup at the fence. Max’s buddy Sarge decided to join in the barking fest.
|Sarge… thinking of all the ways he can rip off your face.|
Unfortunately, Sarge isn’t as harmless looking as our little one and I’m pretty sure he scared the potential renters. The women took one look at him and went inside the house. The men followed and immediately closed the door. I guess they were scared that our big mean Pit Bull was going to bust through the flimsy plastic fence and attack them. They are just lucky that this guy wasn’t around…
|Petey… his brain is broken (as are his eyes) and is therefore very lethal.|
Petey… our vicious 80 lb American Bulldog would have most definitely busted through that fence and chased that lady down. Thank God it was his naptime.
So, Jerk, I’m sorry that my dogs scared away potential renters. Maybe you should think about that next time you decide to not do the right thing and pay for what’s half yours.
Sincerely,
Me & My Posse of Attack Dogs