Trees you say?

Why do people have to be inconsiderate and plant trees on the line. You not only have the branches hanging over your property but the roots can be a real pain.

At one place, the City has an easement marked as a public road. So the neighbor thinks it is OK to pull up the T-post that was used for a previous fence and the surveyor stakes. One of the trees has grown over the line by at least a foot.

I see big plans in the further to correct the problem. Even their lawyer failed to check the Court records and assumed the City records were correct.

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Originally posted by Anubismp:
I strongly intend to buy land and plenty of it to not have anyone near me when I retire. I should probably start looking now.

You don't want to buy land unless you have someone to watch it if you don't live on it.

Today, POSTED signs mean come on over.

It’s weird……….I don’t have problems with any of my neighbors. We generally keep to ourselves. I refer to everyone as sir or ma’am. I don’t get involved in what my neighbors do on their property and they don’t get involved with what we do.

We remain cordial and respectful. My closest neighbor, elderly single woman, is awesome. Our kids run free through her yard and she doesn’t say anything. I mow her grass as much as I can, shovel her drive, and make sure she’s okay.

I learned at a very young age to MYOB. If it isn’t directly affecting me or my family, I don’t care.

My brother had a problem with the woman next door. I don't remember what brought it on, but she did call my sister-in-law a bitch at one point. He put up a privacy fence with, notably, the boards facing her side.

Not a confrontation because I didn't see it happen, but I once lived in a mobile home in a park and two of the neighbors' teenage shit-ass punk kids burgled my house. So much for neighbors looking out for you. No, I take that back, they did look out to see when I went to work.

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Originally posted by crue-dell:
I'm pretty certain my next place will be in the woods, with a gated driveway and without a visible neighbor.

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Originally posted by Anubismp:
I strongly intend to buy land and plenty of it to not have anyone near me when I retire.

That has its advantages, but it also has a disadvantage: That much more property to look out for.

I once said to somebody something similar to the quotes above, to which he replied with something like "It doesn't matter how big your property. Somebody will find a way to abuse it and annoy you." He'd had this big chunk of property. One day he gets into an area he hadn't visited for a while to find a neighbor had been dumping trash or scrap lumber or something on his property.

IIRC, when confronted, the neighbor justified his behavior with something like "Well, you weren't using it."

He actually found it necessary to put up a fence, out in the middle of no-fracking-where, to put a stop to future such behavior. (Just cattle fence on t-posts, I imagine, but still...)

One of my best friends has... 280 acres (?), at last count, in the north woods. He's got two-track trails all over the place--incl. through the swampier areas. He rides them regularly to keep an eye on every last acre.

People can be assholes, and many have a very casual attitude regarding others' property rights.

I only had two bad neighbors , both at a previous house . One had a German Shepard that would bark at night . I started walking over and opening the gate and letting him out . He would run around for a while and then go lay on their front porch . They thought the dog was jumping the fence so they started putting him in at night .
Other neighbor would mow the grass and let the clippings blow on to my driveway which was on the property line . I started blowing the clippings into his A/C condenser which was on that same side .This went on all summer . One day I heard his unit running and it never cut off . Every time I went outside it was still running . That evening I saw a guy checking out the unit .The next day an A/C repairman knocked on my door and asked me if it would be ok to back in my driveway and unload a new A/C unit for the neighbor since it was closer from my side . Sure , no problem dude . I don't get mad , I get even .

I hate most of my neighbors, they treat their yards like trash cans. One of the few I like, I saw his flag was destroyed in a storm last week. Bought him a new Anin Tough Tex. Texted him to come outside I had a present for him. He came out with Let's Go Biden stickers and said he had a present for me too. Wish all my neighbors were like him.

Really haven't had a confrontation with my neighbor...I just avoid her. She's a blithering DOLT and I've known that since Day 1 when I moved into this place. She's really a big ol' POS...doesn't pay her HOA maintenance fees and doesn't contribute a freaking thing to our community or society. She's a leech. She's a taker. And I f***ing LOATHE leeches and takers.

Her brother and nephew live with her and they are both HARD workers (odd jobs, handyman, lawn care). Good ol' country boys from Louisiana and I admire the hell outta them simply for their work ethic. Thing is though, they're illegally running their business from their home, as that is against our HOA By-Laws, but I'm not going to destroy what they've built. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say she probably soaks up just about every bit of cash they pull in from their jobs. She is mammaries on a boar hog. Useless as owl shit (as mother would say). About as useful as the vagina on Bruce Jenner.

About 5 years ago, I replaced the wood fence between us. When I told her I was gonna have it done, she actually asked what her half was gonna be. I told her $0.00...I would foot the entire bill. And I'm sure some of y'all can figure out why. It wasn't because I was doing it out of the kindness in my heart (I do have a big heart). I did it because I KNEW I'd NEVER see one red penny from this deadbeat of society and it was just easier for me to pay for the whole damned thing than to deal with her bullshit. No stress in that decision whatsoever.

She is on my list of reasons why I'd like to eventually move out of this place, but I just can't do that right now with my current employment situation. Life sucks sometimes. I'm dealing with it...

Another one, we own land in north central fla just at the entrance of a state park that my great grandfather gave to the state. It’s planted in pines and has been since the end of WWII with us replanting three or four times…last time I was there I placed yellow no trespassing signs every 50 paces with my brothers phone number on it.

Well he’s there visiting and scouting out where to put his blind and some lady is riding her horse all over….Chuck confronted her and told her she was trespassing. She says no she isn’t it’s her property and she’s been riding this land for her entire life and to get off her land.

Chucky calls the sheriff. A deputy arrives and he explains everything. She still says it’s hers and for the deputy to run chuck off. Chuck suggests the deputy call the number on the sign.

Chucks phone rings in his pocket.

He has the lady cited and told her he was unemployed and had nothing else to do but to drive to court to see her.

Chuck goes to court and tells the judge the whole story and the Judge knew my grandfather and knew where the property was. She got found guilty, had to apologize to the deputy for wasting his time and was fined.

That lady hates us, but I’m ok with that.

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Originally posted by Skins2881:
I hate most of my neighbors, they treat their yards like trash cans.

Had a next door neighbor like that.

The woman was a slug. She'd do things like ask my wife for "help" with her gardens, my wife would go over there, they'd begin working, the woman would excuse herself--and never come back.

After the second time that happened my wife never "helped" her again.

We later found out the husband, in addition to holding down two jobs, also did all the housework (what little they apparently did), cooking (what little they did), etc.

They had a really crappy well. So when fill-the-pool time came we'd offer to run our hose over there and help them fill their pool. That is until one year they came and fetched our hose to fill their pool without asking. (We'd been away from the house.)

Eventually he hooked-up with some other woman and left her.

After he did that the place went straight to hell. They had an in-ground pool. First spring that came around after he left it turned into a stagnant mosquito breeding ground. It was impossible for us to go outside after sunset. Eventually somebody *cough* notified the health department. The County, as I understand it, came in and filled-in the pool.

At one point we noticed she wasn't putting her trash out for collection anymore. It turned out she didn't feel she could afford the collection fee, so she was simply dumping it on her property. Eventually somebody *cough* notified the health department about that, too, and she was obliged to clean up her property and resume paying for trash collection.

Twice she allowed her lawn to grow so high she was cited by the township. In at least one case she ignored the warning, they came in and cut it, and she was charged up the backside.

Here's the deal: At any given time she had at least three able-bodied younger people living in that sty. But none of them would get off their dead backsides and mow the lawn or clear snow in the wintertime.

Occasionally one of the youngsters would get out there with a small lawn mower and try to mow a lawn that had grown to a foot high. He'd be out there for hour-after-hour trying to cut that stuff down. I can't count the number of broken-down mowers that ended-up abandoned in that yard.

Never mind the other miscellaneous trash that long grass was hiding.

In the wintertime, if our mailbox area isn't cleared the USPS won't deliver the mail. So I, approaching seventy years old at the time, would do it. Never once did one of the youngsters from next door clear it or offer to help.

Let me tell you how these people handed pets. One cat they had suddenly disappeared. The never know what happened to it until, one day, the daughter found its mummified corpse under her bed. (The fact that the stench of that decomposing animal didn't give them a clue gives you an idea of how bad the place smelled inside.) At some point they'd had a dog. The dog was so abused and neglected that, as soon as it got the opportunity it ran away--never to be seen again.

So one day the daughter and son-in-law "found" a puppy somewhere. Sure enough: The cycle was repeating itself. One day, after listening to that poor puppy crying and whining because it had been left out tied to a swing set and was all tangled-up, I went over and untangled the dog and played with it for a while. (Not the first time. I played with that puppy more than they did.) Eventually the daughter came out. I looked her straight in the eye and told her "I'm not going to tolerate you abusing another dog. If you don't take proper care of this puppy I'm going to take it away from you." "You can't do that!" "Just try me."

Not long after that the puppy was not seen again. I think I heard they gave it away.

Apparently at some point the woman stopped paying the mortgage. Eventually their mortgage company took the house and got them evicted.

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Originally posted by Johnny 3eagles:
I've got nosey neighbors, and they stare over the fence when we are outside on the deck.

those sons of bitches.

We moved last spring partly due to the noise of our neighbor's dogs. Our kitchen side driveway went along the back yard of two houses, both with pools and multiple dogs. One neighbor must have thought it was fun to listen to barking dogs as they egged them on and never seemed to even try to shut them up. I'd pull my truck to the end of the driveway and if the dogs were out it was katy bar the door, they would light up and go crazy. Fun times. Sitting in the kitchen about 30 feet away from their pool I would have to listen to them bark almost every day, hardly a meal go by without listening to those dogs.

I worked nights mostly, so I tend to sleep late and nearly every morning the dogs from a different neighbor, behind us not on the side, would wake me up. I endured it for months and finally went around the block to their house and knocked on the door. Lady answered with 2 or 3 dogs at her feet trying like crazy to get out past her. I explained my need to sleep late and would it be possible for her to keep her dogs from barking for such long periods of time in her backyard. She denied owning any dogs! Hmmmmm. Not sure what to do about that I said ok and left.

Next day they started up again and I finally called the city police about it. I'm sitting in my kitchen having breakfast and the doorbell rings. Police man at the door and I open it up and ask whats up? He asks if he can come inside. I should have declined but I let him in and he wants all of my info and identification while he looks around. He had been to the house and the lady claimed our dog bugged their dogs and that we were at fault. Only problem, as I explained to the officer, is that we didn't and never have had any dogs. Our other side neighbor did, and they did occasionally bark but they were much more attentive to the dog and would let it in if it did. This lady had mental issues and would just sit on her back patio and let the dogs bark or lock them outside and ignore the barking.

Kind of pissed me off that I became the problem that the policeman had to deal with. Said I could take them to court and what not but I wasn't interested in a drawn out process with these idiots.

After the policeman left I realized I had an airsoft gun on the table that I used to scare squirrels off our patio with. Don't know if he even saw it but can't figure out how he couldn't have. Had the orange tipped barrel so maybe he just ignored it. The city never did anything to get those neighbors to obey the city dog and noise ordinances. Got to where I wore earplugs most nights or in the morning after they woke me up.

Anyway, the dogs and the proximity to our neighbors is what drove my wife to finally agree to move after 18 years in that house.

People who let their dogs bark all day suck.

Where we live now, turns out we bought the house of the one family on the street that treated their yard like a trash can. Somehow we've always gotten along great with everyone here.

Worst neighbors I ever had were this trashy family that never let their kids in the house, so they were always running around the yard. Not a big yard. Not sure why they never seemed to go to school. Anyway since they wrren't allowed inside they'd pee everywhere. I mean, *everywhere*. Various times I caught them peeing on our house, on my moms car, etc.

Glad we didn't stay long enough to find out what those little bundles of joy got into as they got older.

The only one I can think of happened 30 years or more ago. Both my kids were very young and they had a couple of friends of similar ages living in the houses thereabout. As kids did in those days, they played out in the street kicking a ball around and so on. The street we lived on was a loop with one side (ours) higher than the other. Consequently, the kids' ball would sometimes end up in the front yards of the neighbors on the lower side of the street. It was a small ball and no damage was ever caused. The kids were probably about 7 at the oldest and 5 at the youngest.

However.... one of the neighbors took offense at getting this ball in his yard occasionally. He was a large man, a scaffolder by trade, and a gobshite asshole by nature. So one weekend afternoon, I was sitting in my living room when I saw this prick stamping past the window heading towards my front door. I met him at the threshold and was regaled by a tornado of cursing and swearing regarding the said ball. The kids were standing at the bottom of our steps (we had a small flight of steps up from the road) absolutely agog at the situation. I was shortly joined by my then wife, who was not impressed by his vocabulary at all and told him so to his face. At this point, I had reached my limit of tolerance (about 45 seconds), and stepping forward out of my doorway, took him gently by the right elbow, and marched him down the steps to the road. At the road I turned him around and said, very politely 'If you come onto my property again, or approach my children or wife on the street and behave in a similar fashion as today, I will arrest you for committing a breach of the peace - after I have kicked you up and down my steps a couple of times'.

Oh yes, I was a serving officer in London's Metropolitan Police at the time which he obviously thought was some sort of reason he could speak rudely to my family and I with impunity. In those days, the Met took no shit and gave people one warning before ....well, station steps were often involved. These days I'd have been drummed out like Chuck Connors in 'Branded".

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Originally posted by Pyker:
The only one I can think of happened 30 years or more ago. Both my kids were very young and they had a couple of friends of similar ages living in the houses thereabout. As kids did in those days, they played out in the street kicking a ball around and so on. The street we lived on was a loop with one side (ours) higher than the other. Consequently, the kids' ball would sometimes end up in the front yards of the neighbors on the lower side of the street. It was a small ball and no damage was ever caused. The kids were probably about 7 at the oldest and 5 at the youngest.

However.... one of the neighbors took offense at getting this ball in his yard occasionally. He was a large man, a scaffolder by trade, and a gobshite asshole by nature. So one weekend afternoon, I was sitting in my living room when I saw this prick stamping past the window heading towards my front door. I met him at the threshold and was regaled by a tornado of cursing and swearing regarding the said ball. The kids were standing at the bottom of our steps (we had a small flight of steps up from the road) absolutely agog at the situation. I was shortly joined by my then wife, who was not impressed by his vocabulary at all and told him so to his face. At this point, I had reached my limit of tolerance (about 45 seconds), and stepping forward out of my doorway, took him gently by the right elbow, and marched him down the steps to the road. At the road I turned him around and said, very politely 'If you come onto my property again, or approach my children or wife on the street and behave in a similar fashion as today, I will arrest you for committing a breach of the peace - after I have kicked you up and down my steps a couple of times'.

Oh yes, I was a serving officer in London's Metropolitan Police at the time which he obviously thought was some sort of reason he could speak rudely to my family and I with impunity. In those days, the Met took no shit and gave people one warning before ....well, station steps were often involved. These days I'd have been drummed out like Chuck Connors in 'Branded".

English or not I have to give you points for having "gobshite" and "agog" in the same paragraph ...well done

don't have any horror stories thankfully

i try to be pretty chill with my neighbors and haven't had any egregious ones

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Originally posted by selogic:
I only had two bad neighbors , both at a previous house . One had a German Shepard that would bark at night . I started walking over and opening the gate and letting him out . He would run around for a while and then go lay on their front porch . They thought the dog was jumping the fence so they started putting him in at night .
Other neighbor would mow the grass and let the clippings blow on to my driveway which was on the property line . I started blowing the clippings into his A/C condenser which was on that same side .This went on all summer . One day I heard his unit running and it never cut off . Every time I went outside it was still running . That evening I saw a guy checking out the unit .The next day an A/C repairman knocked on my door and asked me if it would be ok to back in my driveway and unload a new A/C unit for the neighbor since it
was closer from my side . Sure , no problem dude . I don't get mad , I get even .

I like the way you think!
I had a crappy neighbor a few years ago. Renter. Let the split rail fence with chicken wire collapse so his mean dog could get out.
Would growl at me and any other neighbor walking the street. And this was was him looking out the glass sliding doors, laughing.
Found my old wrist rocket and jar of ball bearings. Nailed him four or five times, not enough to penetrate, just sting. From then on every time he saw me ,he ran far far away.

I bought some skunk smell from the sporting goods store, made some mudballs, a few drops of skunk, triple wrapped em in ziplocks,
put them in the freezer. Got out the wrist rocket, fired them against his house. Shatter against the bricks.
I had had him out there for weeks looking for it. LOL
Many other stories, I always got even. He finally left me alone and terrorized his other neighbors.

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Originally posted by ensigmatic:
I looked her straight in the eye and told her "I'm not going to tolerate you abusing another dog. If you don't take proper care of this puppy I'm going to take it away from you." "You can't do that!" "Just try me."

Had a very similar conversation with the downstairs Methhead neighbor of a friend I was visiting. The poor pup never had water. I took that pup and he was a great dog for the next 13 years.

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Originally posted by sreding:

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Originally posted by ensigmatic:
I looked her straight in the eye and told her "I'm not going to tolerate you abusing another dog. If you don't take proper care of this puppy I'm going to take it away from you." "You can't do that!" "Just try me."

Had a very similar conversation with the downstairs Methhead neighbor of a friend I was visiting. The poor pup never had water. I took that pup and he was a great dog for the next 13 years.

Done it twice.

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Originally posted by darthfuster:


At that point I showed him the twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against her that .

You must happy the rental manager wasn’t blind……..

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We all stood up,
And Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
Pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
Sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
Twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
And a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
And arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'Cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
Blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
Judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
Pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
One explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
We was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage