Carnage2011
Well-known member
@Addicting f#ck the attorney….I’d hire @squirrelFinally a worthy winter time thread!
Daddy always said if you complain about what your neighbour is doing you didn't buy enough land... you didn't.
But now that you've closed and won't leave you have to get in his head and win. Im making a brash assumption that you are only willing to do legal things, if this assumption is false you have tons of options. But if the assumption is true learn the law, every nuance of it. Stay within it but always be prepared in case he does not.
First develop some thicker skin, think "Joe Dirt" in the cafeteria cleaning puke and inviting the hot dog assault. Many cannot master this, maybe you can maybe you cant.
Almost everybody has a button, conceal yours and expose his, then push it, with a TEN POUND SLEDGEHAMMER. To do this you need to listen to what he says and read between the lines and milk info from anyone around the area about what sets him off. His relatives are great, his friends almost as good. But these people will always tell you what you need to know if you pay attention when they are excited or pissed, the human tongue thrives on adrenaline, (and booze).
Real life example: Rural 10 acre lots 15 miles to a gas station... no rules type country.
Nice neighbours already built house long communal property line. They got old and sold to a PITA Chicago couple. Everything was wrong on my side of the line, grass mowed wrong, wood stacked wrong, stones picked up wrong, evil guns going off, no posting of "no hunting" on my land like on hers... No night lights so she could feel "safe" (like in Chicago!)
Endless complaints about every aspect of life, I would pull in after a long drive (second home) and while unloading the car she would pull in and start telling me what I needed to do, no greeting just her laundry list of my needs.
I smiled, listened (and took notes) and was nice. VERY UN-SQUIRREL-LIKE the princess would add. I surveyed the line, she told me I did it wrong and paid $1200 to lose 4" full length. I posted the line, she went bonkers. She crossed the line and stole my firewood I had stacked there then justified it as it produced bugs which then came onto her land.
I allowed my friend to hunt and he shot 2 145" bucks off my deck in a world where a 125" deer is "huge". He was gutting them in my yard and she pulled down through my yard to scream at him for shooting her pets whom she feeds. She told him to not gut them in my yard as THE GUTS WILL SMELL AND ATTRACT THOSE DAMN BUZZARDS WHICH ARE NASTY THINGS. (Contrary to what Princess says I can listen)
She then built a barn 2' off our line and cut my trees and bulldozed my land used my yard as a construction driveway and materials dump.
Then she and her man set our place on fire while trying to do a "controlled burn" on theirs, the fire came within a couple of feet of my cabin and melted our well-head.
That did it Squirrel went from defence to offence and never let up on the gas. If you read what I wrote above you can see she had already handed me everything I needed, what her buttons were, and I pushed every single one of them.
Do you have any idea how many buzzards will come to a 3' tall x 6' diameter pile of carp, gar, and suckers in 90+ degree summer heat? Do you know how white they can turn a roof ridge shitting out all that fish when that ridge line of a garage is just 5-6' from said pile of putrid fish? Suddenly my buzzards were in short supply and I was concerned (only 20???) then I found them down the road at a freshly hit deer. Rocky a nice dog was chowing on said deer, I was concerned for his safety feeding so close to the road. I pulled in next door and asked Rick (the guy who had shot the deer in my yard) and was the local dog catcher) if he too, was not concerned for Rocky's safety? "hell no he's an idiot and if he gets hit I would get less calls".
BUT Rick, dont you think that bloated gooey deer would be way safer in my yard? The light came on and he said "give
me a second and I'll help you load it up!"
There were many more buttons to push, and they all got pushed but I thought this one a good example. None of what I did was illegal, of course she called the fish cops on me who checked my pile of trash fish. But when putting every cooler of fish on the pile the 1911 was inches away cockednlocked, just in case.
Two things in conclusion, she pulled up behind another friend bawling and snotting all over a white handkerchief pushing it at him telling him to concede on her behalf and she would never trespass or complain again about what happened on my land (she failed at this BTW)
But last spring gobbler season I did attend her auction (from on my side) as she sold out and moved back north. She saw me over there smiling and looked about as happy as a bobcat in a #3.
Of course you could just build a fence, how boring would that be?