He was using facebook to attack me. There were more e-mails today and the guy found everything that he didn't like about me and blased both of us with it.
I've got my chickens in a row and WCS, he may whine enough to the county commission and they'll take away my chickens just to shut him up. So be it.
The little tid-bits in the posted e-mails where he slammed my dog and my chickens and called me filthy were mild compared to what he wrote today. All of the attacks were on me personally and had nothing to do with chickens.
I have blocked him from FB and I don't think he has my private e-mail. I blocked it because emotionally, I just can not handle someone running me in the ground like he is. For what?!?!?! Letting my chickens in MY YARD for 30 minutes!
Oh dear. I'm a stay at home mom and he's an out of work racist bum that sucks the life out of his wife.... which just happens to be my closest friend.
She doesn't know how to stand up for herself and if he tells her not to talk to me anymore, she won't. Our kids are the same age and for the past two years they've played together almost every day and we go do everything together. I think this is going to be hardest on the kids... and they have no clue about what is happening. They're losing their best friend(s) and they have no idea.
That is what is breaking my heart - the kids being in the middle of it, but for the first time in this guy's life, he's not been able to use bullying as a means to an end. I'm not backing down because I think he needs to learn a few lessons. #1: don't make enemies out of *ALL* of your neighbors. Up until yesterday, I was the only neighbor that was friendly to them (him). I was ignoring what he was doing to everyone else hoping that because his wife and I are friends, he'd leave me alone. Guess not.
Thanks for the support guys, I appreciate it more than you'll ever know... (even the ones that said I was wrong!) Sorry about the
I just had to get that off of my chest.
ETA: If it were not the chickens I'm 100% sure it would be something else. He has a bone to pick with everyone in the neighborhood, either the grass isn't cut often enough, or the leaves aren't raked, or sticks need to be picked up... blah, blah, blah, blah.... oh sorry
again... I'll stop.