Our neighborhood is changing. I am not going into details other than to state that I miss my big black loud impressive dog a lot. I have made arrangements to get another, but it will start at ground zero as a cute little fuzzy thing with a silly look and shark teeth.
Someone opened the door of my Van, which has been parked, unmolested and unlocked on the street for 9 years, and took my toolbox. It had drugs in it and I hope the little bastards took every single pill because they were Flagyl and Antispasmodic and they may never poop again. (But "high" is not something that is likely to be a side effect.)
Last night I was watching a terrible movie, one of the worst movies I have EVER in my ENTIRE life seen (nevermind why.) and a big SUV pulled up in the rainy street next to my Van, facing the other way.
I turned off my light and lifted the shade and they seemed too far out in the street to be at the house across from me.
They pulled forward a little.
I flipped off the TV and got the big Cop Flashlight and turned it on in the living room and pulled the curtain, shined it out the window toward the two Vans. The SUV pulled forward a bit more and I then stepped to the door, opened it, and shined the light directly on the back LP holder. The rain, the distance, and the angle made it impossible to read but when they realised I was not looking at THEM but at the plate, they took off.
I called the cops.
This morning I confirmed that the SUV had nothing to do with any of the neighbors and that in fact two were watching it as well, and watching me.
After I came in the woman across the street came out, turning on her floods, and making sure her car was locked.
The neighbor next door had quietly stepped out of his house in the dark and went back in.
While it is nice to know I have neighbors watching my back as I watch theirs, it made me sleep with Conley.
I'm sorry.
I love Conley to pieces but sleeping with Conley is not like knowing you have a big black dog in the LR, with one eye open.
