I’ve never been one to really fight “The Man”. I understand the need for rules and regulations, and for the most part, I comply with them, even if I don’t necessarily agree with their existence. But lately, I’ve been getting really ticked off at the apartment complex management.
First of all, when I applied to live here, I was very upfront and clear about Jake, my German Shepherd mix. The lady who took my application knew that he was over 35 pounds and looked like a smaller German Shepherd. He’s a mix, but his coloring is definitely shepherd. When I had a hard time getting together the whopping $300 non-refundable pet fee, I kept him with Chef, and again, the lady told me I could bring him home anyways…She knew I’d pay it. Frankly, Jake makes me feel safe in a very unsafe place.
Then, management changed. Suddenly, I’m being harassed constantly about getting rid of the HUGE (oh, please) TWO dogs. Suzy is a rat terrier who weighs under 10 pounds. Every day, I’m getting notes on my door or phone calls about various “problems”, and always they end with a threat to evict me. Jake and Suzy have been living nomadic lives with various friends, but occasionally, I have to take them back for a few hours. It stressed me out so badly, I went to find a house. And I found one, thank God.
Today, I had another note on my door announcing that I haven’t been cleaning up my dog’s “messes” when they potty here. What a load of crap..literally! Never once have I left a mess for people to wander into, and frankly, neither of them have used the facilities in weeks here!! As an added bonus, the management now takes offense to me feeding and watering stray animals.
Just freaking shoot me. I’m always going to feed and water hungry animals. Just go ahead and evict me. Jake and Suzy are on my lease; there is absolutely nothing in the lease about feeding or watering stray animals, and until you actually address the gang problem or the needles and bent spoons littering the sidewalks by my door every morning, I frankly don’t care what your opinion of me or my animals is!! You’ve got your priorities out of order.
Ok. So that is my vent for the day.