Quote Originally Posted by Lumpy View Post
I may be alone in this, but in my way of thinking, medicine goes down better with a little honey.

For neighbors who are by nature "nosey", the less I reveal the better. I think any snake conversation with them would just add fuel to the fire. So I avoid it. I know nothing good will come of it, so why hand them the gun AND the bullets.

Although I like snakes and feel they have gotten a bad wrap, some people just don't want anything to do with them and feel all snakes are hostile and harmful. It's bad information I know, but I have to be sensitive to it. Coming across as anything arrogant or condecending isn't going to help the cause. So it's not a bad idea to get a feel for your audience before you reveal too much.

Case in point. I own several firearms. I don't advertise that. Not because someone might think I'm dangerous, but because the wrong ears might hear it. I don't want to increase the odds of my house being broken into, so some things I keep close to my chest.

At least that's how I feel. I enjoy my privacy as well, and if I had a neighbor that kept up with calling AC, I'd document it, and at some point have a conversation with a legal beagle about harrasment laws. That's about all you can do.

Greg
That's all I have ever wanted, but read on as to why that can never be..

Our situation is unique, in 1973 grandpa sold 3 acres to a dear sweet old lady, a slice of our yard! she stayed 2 years and sold it to this couple who are there now.

They are constantly pointing video and digital cameras at me, they forced me into a land survey, only to find out I own their driveway Of course I promptly blocked it off. (I paid $500 to learn that I own the driveway, so darn it I am gonna take what I pay taxes on.)

They have sent D.E.C. to my door twice, code enforcement 3 times and the department of health a couple times too.

All I have ever wanted is to be left alone, yet this big throbbing sore is like a cancer tumor. I cannot recieve the privacy I desire at all.

I had my cockapoo out in the yard when he was a pup, they were watching their sons rotweiler, the rot got loose and started after my Ace.

Wayne loves animals, especially mine, so I had to defend my pup, I had no weapon of any kind, so I let him (the rot) have my size 13 boot full friggin force, then I screamed over that I would kill it if I ever saw it on my property again. (real good for diplomatic relations)

Yeah I antagonize them, but I honestly feel they ask for it......