So, at 3:30, I look out my open door and spot 4 officers, guns drawn, creeping around the tiny parking lot adjacent to our building, flashlights out, fingers stretched out by the triggers of their handguns, they walked the length of our driveway, then headed next door.
I never caught what exactly was going on. The neighbor's dog is out, and barking at the police, and the four of them are standing a good 7-10 feet from the fence, yelling at my neighbor about his dog. So the neighbor says "Okay, I'll bring him in." He comes down, starts to put the dog inside and I think that's when the officers told him what was going on. Maybe someone called about the dog barking? Maybe. I'm not sure. But the guy starts confessing that a few weeks ago he was arrested for stabbing a guy at a bar who had allegedly attacked him. He says he stabbed him with a pocket knife in self defense and the guy was supposedly going to press charges because he was carrying a concealed weapon or something.
Some more stuff was said, I didn't catch a lot of it. Some more stuff about the pain in the ass dog (it is loud, but I hardly notice it anymore) and how it's a guard dog and it just barks at strangers and it's doing its job and blah blah blah. Then I watched my neighbor (by this time I was half hanging out my door to watch (I use the excuse that I'm a writer gathering story info...)) come out of the big fence around his yard, still talking about how the dog was doing what it was supposed to, then I hear the handcuffs and all four cops escort him over to the cars parked out front of our apartment building. I think the car with him in it is gone now, but another car showed up and there's still at least three cops wandering around, probably over in his yard.
What I don't get is that the dog has been relatively quiet tonight. If there was any disturbance at all, it was my upstairs neighbors (one of them passed out drunk, locking the other two out of the house, they were wandering around screaming and banging on the door for the better part of 45 minutes).
So, yeah, no clue what is actually going on, but the cops keep looking in my door (damnit, it's freaking hot and I like the breeze..... and I'm totally nosey... my upstairs neighbors think I'm a girl... I really need a haircut).
I'm kinda tempted to go out and ask them what was going on just for shits and giggles, since the dog is still barking. I think one of them just said something about finding a joint.... Woo. Like that's uncommon in my neighborhood.
Anyway. I'm going to go watch some more before bed. I'm sleepy.
Comments (1)
omg! that's priceless! love the writer excuse (which to be honest isn't really an excuse since you are actively writing lol!).
that totally beats the time i watched cops pull over a guy on a bicycle and then proceeded to talk loudly about porn and chicken at midnight XD