When we lived in a townhouse, the man next door was always making passes at me. He would tell me if I ever needed anything, to knock on the wall and he would be over. My husband thought it was funny and would knock on the wall to see how fast "freaky neighbor" would come running. I forbid anyone from touching the one side of our townhouse because I didn't want to deal with the neighbor who thought he was going to get a little something from me.
I like our neighbors where we live now. The one neighbor has a black dog that has no manners and runs loose. I hate trying to put my dog on his chain in the dark because I can never see the neighbors dog when he comes running full speed at me to say hi. This same dog will knock on my door for my dog to come outside and play.
The same family now has 6 more people living with them. The daughter and her tribe moved in. They fly up and down the street and when I asked them to slow down, they told me to go to work so my tax dollars can buy them steak for dinner.
I like our neighbors where we live now. The one neighbor has a black dog that has no manners and runs loose. I hate trying to put my dog on his chain in the dark because I can never see the neighbors dog when he comes running full speed at me to say hi. This same dog will knock on my door for my dog to come outside and play.
The same family now has 6 more people living with them. The daughter and her tribe moved in. They fly up and down the street and when I asked them to slow down, they told me to go to work so my tax dollars can buy them steak for dinner.

The dog would be *gone*.