|[ Neighbours, Everybody
Needs Good... ]
You all know what it's like
with neighbours : Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em (unless your
house is in the bush somewhere). In general, our neighbours are great -
there's the gregarious older couple who've lived in the area for years,
the young family who have no knowledge of gardening at all but who make
up for the weeds by being extremely friendly, the old sea goat who looks
and acts just like Popeye (and he's still working on those boats with sails
at 75!!) and the young professionals who keep to themselves but have a
passion for horse riding. After these, the other ones start looking a bit
on the rough side. But the worst is our actual right-next-door neighbour.
What a berk. He's lived there all the time that we've been down here and
he is 1) a manic/depressive 2) a dork 3) an obnoxious arsehole 4) always,
always right (he's got a degree, you see) 5) the worst gardener in the
street 6) a total know-it-all 7) someone who will blaim us for any unfortunate
occurrence that happens in the greater Illawarra area 8) (and most importantly)
a dipshit who treats his animals with disdain. Ya see, his cat came over
to our front yard yesterday afternoon (basically to scrounge for food that
wasn't made by No Frills - we sometimes oblige). It's been a little sick
in the past couple of weeks and, so he says, a vet saw it and fixed it
up. Well, I noticed that there were these large globs of blood on the footpath
and it was coming from the cat's ear. It'd shake itself and it would splatter
everywhere. After I had a little chat about this subject he said - don't
worry, we'll take it to the vet tomorrow. If he had gouts of blood dripping
from his ear I bet he'd be off to the hospital sooner rather than later.
But he was in his jam-jams, ya see, and he just couldn't be bothered to
get changed. I'd have tried to get the cat to the vet anyway but it has
a nasty habit of scratching me to near death whenever I try to pick it
up. I'm so angry I could just spit in this guys face. If he comes back
from the vet with a dead cat then I may just have to take matters further.
Yea, vengence shall be mine...