We think the asshats next door are moving. A whole bunch of stuff is sitting outside the garage door (yes, in the rain) and they have their pos car crammed full of odds and ends. Just as we were going to bed, Bear came in and told us they were standing outside his bedroom window arguing about the police and marijuana. Lovely...
On Wednesday evening, after 1700, I sent Bug out to the porch to water the plants and to clean out the birds' water dish. After a bit, I noticed he wasn't out there so I stepped outside. My neighbour was watering her plants and waved me over to ask me if I knew who a guy across the street was. He was in his 50s, red-haired & balding, and half-naked. Bug came out of the house and told me he had come in the back because the guy was yelling at both Mrs. I and him. The guy then stuck his hands down inside his pants(!) and started stumbling about, so I called the cops. After that, he grabbed a neighbour's garbage can and walked away. Don't know if they ever came by, but the cops did call me to clarify a few things I had told dispatch. Yesterday, on the way home, we saw him walking out of the Quickie Mart down the street, cleaned up and clothed but still mumbling, stumbling, and grabbing himself inappropriately.
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