Ok, if you chose to read this, go ahead and get a beverage and prepare to sit a spell...
I have my horses at home. Saturday evening was nice and cool, Mr. KPF and I decide to take the boys on a nice hack around our property. Get back, hop off in the barnyard and new neighbors whose property backs up to ours pop up and say "can we talk to you a minute?" OK, first off, I have never even met these people. Mr. KPF has but not me. They bought the house a month or two ago but haven't moved in yet, have been working over there some though. Supposedly she has horses and they're clearing etc to bring them there.
The rude witch didn't even introduce herself and its obvious her butt is on her shoulders. She proceeds to tell me that someone has shot the back of their house and it came from our direction. She asks if we've been shooting. Um, no, we don't typically shoot in our pasture beside our barn, I mean my back pasture backs up within 50 to 70 feet of the back of their house. Duh. Mr. KPF hunts but does not shoot near our animals/barn. The dumbass that lived in their house before they bought it routinely did target practice in the back yard, which I wasn't crazy about but could not tell him what to do on his own property. We're in a rural county and basically the only law about shooting during the day is you can't shoot from INSIDE your house. They had told Mr. KPF a few weeks ago that while cleaning up they had found a bunch of shotgun shells in the back yard. So obviously, to me, the drunk that lived there probably shot his own house at some point in time.
Anyway, she says there were bullet holes in the vinyl siding and she KNEW they were not there a month ago because she looked over every inch of the house. Mr. KPF volunteers to go over and have a look to see what type of bullet it was. Well her hubby had walked back a few minutes before and had already dug out a piece of buckshot. Mr. KPF says it was buckshot spread across a 8' area, could have come from anywhere. Plus it had oxidized and left black streaks down the plywood... obviously not too fresh.
So we finish up at the barn, and go back to the house and talk about what weirdos they are. And how crappy it was the way they approached us and that she basically accused us of shooting the back of their house. Freaks. We chill and forget about it.
Well... last night we're up at the barn, I'm stripping stalls. A deputy's car comes down the road. We're thinking its a friend of ours who is a deputy in our county and wave him up to the barn. Well its some other deputy, he tells us the neighbors called and complained someone had shot the back of their house from our property. OMG, where's the fruitbat! I'm so PO'd I can hardly talk to the deputy. I'm like come on dude, do you really think we would endanger our horses, the hunting dogs in the kennel next to the barn, and the $30K barn we just built ourselves? So he agrees with us that the shot could have been old and that it could have come from anywhere on the 600+ acres of cleared land in our direction. We're aghasted at the fact that they called the law on us.
So cop leaves and says he's going back to tell them he spoke to us. Just as he pulls out the neighbor dude comes out the back of his lot on our property. Mr. KPF hollers over to him, hey dude... he walks over to the dude and says, we talked to y'all last night, what's up with calling the sheriff? The guy starts SCREAMING at Mr. KPF telling him to shut the F*** up etc. I come out of the barn, they're on opposite sides of my pasture fence and the guy takes a swing at Mr. KPF. Mr. KPF amazingly does not deck the dude, he steps back. I have a big ass metal scoop shovel in my hand and tell him he's trespassing, get off of our property. He screams and cusses at me and retreats as Mr. KPF makes his way back towards the barn.
The deputy pulls back up, we tell him we want a warrant for neighbor dude's arrest, attempted assault. He tells us we have to go to the magistrate's office. Fine. We do. Magistrate tells us we can't file charges because he didn't actually touch Mr. KPF. We can send them a letter about not being allowed on our property and post signs, and charge them with criminal trespassing next time. We leave, see neighbor's truck in the lot. Guess he heard we were filing a complaint and ran on down there himself.
Thank God that was the end of the drama. I'm going to write the letter today and mail it certified, return receipt requested. Getting posted signs on my lunch hour and we'll put them up tonight. We're seriously considering putting a motion detector digital camera up on a tree on that property line. I mean, I don't know if this psycho will mess with me when I'm at the barn (our house is 1000' feet away) or mess with any of my animals. I'm a little scared but if need be will carry a pistol with me to the barn as well as our Doberman.
I just had to vent. I absolutely cannot stand for someone to accuse me of something I had nothing to do with, OR for someone to accuse me of endangering my horses. We are just about the best neighbors anyone could have and have spent a lot of $$, blood, sweat and tears (literally all 3) getting our place looking nice. We built a gorgeous house, put up black board fencing and a 36X36 center aisle barn. We spent $200K on the land alone, we have 30 acres. Their neighborhood has 2 to 6 acre lots and houses go for around $250K. The other neighbors on all sides constantly target shoot and hunt during the season. Mr. KPF hasn't shot a shotgun since last hunting season.
We were both so peeved about all this we could hardly sleep last night. I don't want these buttholes to ruin our place for us, we've worked too hard and spent too much $$ on our place. And while neither of us is confrontational, both of us are pretty tough and will not back down if we know we're in the right.
I hope the letter and posted signs work and they just stay on their side and we can ignore each other. Funny thing is, I hope she plans on riding her horses in her yard because you have to come through our property to get to most of the vacant land to ride on. Stupid bee-yotch COULD have had access to a lot of riding land... not now!
If anybody has any suggestions on how to better deal with these psycho freaks, I'd love to hear them. Otherwise, thanks for listening to me vent... I feel a little better now!
Oh yeah, if neighbor bee-yotch is on COTH and reading this... stay the hell off my property and get a clue! You could have had some nice horsey neighbors but you had to start this BS.