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That's okay, you are entitled to your opinion, and I still love you and care about you.
The neighbors that lived behind me couldn't see anything in my yard because their marijuana plants were too tall- and the people next to me are so drunk all the time they just thought they were 'trippin' and believe me when I call my chickens African ground parrots. The other side of me neighbors coon hound baruuu baruuu baruuu's all day long so they cant hear or see a thing because they keep their house locked up tight so they can try to drown out the dogs barking. During the day, the neighbors two doors down one way and three doors down the other cant hear my geese-much less my chickens- because their race cars are revving their motors too loudly, for their almost daily drag-races.
I pay taxes and I vote. I have never been given a chance to vote on whether or not I could have a couple hens. Taylor is in dire straights. They have laid off twenty firefighters since June. They are closing two fire stations- they took away highschool bussing unless you live more than two miles away from the school. There are drug rings and dog fighting rings- the drugs are so prevalent that it is not safe to walk down the street after dark on the south-end of the city. The end of my block is an active drug dealers house- they dont even try to hide it as the cars pull up and they exchange product for money all day long day after day. The police have been called repeatedly- they dont care or they have bigger issues. Most of my neighborhood is slab houses that are falling apart. Black mold, sagging roofs, etc. We are not the upscale richer end of the city. We are what is known as "Sin City" in "Taylor-tucky".
I mind my own business and dont bother anyone here. I overlook everything because I have my own escape from the world in my backyard. My animals comfort me and give me peace (cept when Henry is honking in my ear and Penelope is worried because her bowl is only half full) and they are where I go to escape from my job-stress (it starts to wear on you watching animals struggle to live and people not having enough money for their care- and some days, I kill more animals than I help) and its where I go to pray- (God, please let my brother want to be part of my life again, give me strength to deal with epilepsy, bipolar and etc in my children). I cant change the laws here- the city has bigger issues to deal with and I didnt win when I tried ten years ago.
Im not spitting in anyone's face. Im sorry that it may appear that way.
God Bless you Mom2, God Bless your critterz too honey, they are the innocent ones. I hope they don't have to go thru the stress of re homing.