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Sunday, 03 February 2008 |
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 For the past few years I've been living in a rented house. The day before we left for a one week camping trip at Port Arthur ( we are back now, I'll write a story on that soon) I was told that the owners want to sell and need me out, so now I'm looking for somewhere to live. I have no idea how long I've got, so if you have a property to rent not too far South of Hobart please let me know! Oh yeah, talking about my house, the young lady next door (they moved in a few months ago) told me the other day that her Staffordshire Bull Terrier was about to be moved to their house and that I shouldn't go anywhere near it as it is very aggressive and she was going to go to all of her adjoining neighbors to warn them. I did ask about the gaping holes in the fence and she said she would fix them, but that she might not bother with a side gate as it would "stay in it's house all day". I didn't want to jump to conclusions, so I didn't cause any grief but it wasn't the best news I had had that day. I thought I had to make it clear where I stood, so I said that "if the dog goes anywhere near my children that I would kick the $%*# out of it". I thought she would react badly to that comment, but her reply floored me. She said "Oh no, don't bother kicking it, they have a lock jaw and won't let go, find a brick and hit it on the head". The dog still hasn't arrived. I will post a story with an update when it does.
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