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My tale today starts with my need to remove my iguana (Lord Fozzy the Bear) from the top of my drapes. After I carefully removed him (and he was a nice boy and didn't even claw my arms off today :) I went back to un-dishevel the drapes. To my surprise I found a rock on the floor. Hmm...what's this, two rocks...no wait, I think that's another one inside the vent. To say the least, I was quite confused. Had my iguana learned the ability to poop rocks half the size of his head? If so, ouch. If not, then what?
... oh wait, there's another rock...and (Gasp!) this one's surrounded by glass ...
I throw open the drapes and find much disaster has befallen my poor house.
As I had earlier in the day seen two of my neighbor's kids playing in the rock bed between our yards, I decided first to confront him. I calmly (well, as calmly as one can be under such circumstances) went to my neighbors house to discuss. As he was calling his kids to the front room his oldest said "is this about the windows?" I just about strangled the kid right there. Lucky enough I didn't because a: his dad's a cop, and b: he wasn't the perp I wanted. It turned out he had witnessed the events, and barring talking to me directly (who knows why) he did inform the real perpetrator's parent of the situation. I also learned from this young lad that there were two criminals that needed to be hunted down. With his help I found the grandparent of one of the ruffians (whose mom I later learned had tried to get a hold of me, but I was at work; now she was at work, so we had missed each other, and will be discussing this all tomorrow evening). After my anger had slightly subsided (steam was no longer coming out of my ears, but a steady stream of foam was still frothing forth from my behind my lips), I proceeded to start patching up my poor house. In all, the kids broke six holes and caused one moderately sized crack in my poor windows. To document the evidence unto the world, behold...
I feel somewhat bad for the kids' parents. They did essentially nothing to me directly, but due to their inactions at parenting, will now have to pay (cold hard cash) for their offsprings stupidity. I'm hoping the parents are nice enough to also let me hold my own punishment against the kids. I have several large bushes that need trimming, a back yard full of 3 foot high weeds, a house that is in desperate need of repainting, a deck to stain ... the list really does go on and on. I'd probably settle for a good trimmin' and weedin' and cash, but if the parents are jackasses, hello small claims court and juvi' hall.
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