My house was just sold to a new landlord who of course gave me a new lease. I always read my leases front and back. I noticed a sneaky little paragraph and all of my pets would be allowed EXCEPT my snakes and my rabbits. Excuse me? No no no. That is not going to work. I go to my landlord who is roughly 25 years old and ask her why she wants me to get rid of my snakes and my rabbits. She says snakes are gross and scare her and rabbits are smelly and should be outside. I take a breath because I wanted to shove her out of a window. And politely ask her to enter my house. She does and we walk through and I say so what have you noticed? She says she notices nothing. I am like EXACTLY! I take her to my reptile room and show her my snakes are in locked enclosures. I take her to my bunny room and show her everything is clean and there are no chew marks or dirty litter (got lucky there TATER!) and no smell except slightly like hay.
She gets down and pets Spud and says she will write up a new lease and get rid of the restrictions on my pets. Amazing! It was all good or so I thought.
Her husband comes storming down my driveway waving a lease the entire time screaming that I will not bully them into allowing filthy animals on their property. Ohhhh he’s the problem, not her. I look at my lease and notice SHE owns the house and property. So I close my storm door (I am inherently afraid of men) and tell him to get off my porch and have the owner of the house come talk to me. He tries to open the door and I bring out my very large labrador that sounds like she will rip you in half when if he did open the door she would start licking him to death and bring her blankie. I tell him again to leave. This man kicks at a barking dog like that is going well. Waverly is a Service dog so she will not attack nor is she allowed to but I have trained her to sound loud if I am in danger. I wanted to laugh when he ran off of my porch but I didn’t.
His wife and her mother came down and apologized and brought the bunnies some treats (I threw them out because I don’t trust them) and then her husband brought a dog bed and said sorry???
I think I’m going to look for another place to live. But for now, I am going to enjoy the glares her husband gives me while I walk my dogs every time he goes to check the mail.
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