We live on a corner. Older very small subdivision, (4 streets) all large lots…ours is the largest at is almost an acre.
The neighbors are friendly. Everyone waves when they drive by and I’m out walking the dogs. Our neighbor on one side, George, is old retired military and he’s very sweet. Geoff and his wife are immediately across from us. I’ve never met his wife though we wave to each other from time to time. Don’t know the folks across the road in the other directions but they always wave and smile and say hi when we’re each out in our yards.
Pam up the street is lovely, is often out walking her dogs when I’m walking ours. We always stop and chat and catch each other up on the neighborhood gossip.

She’s lived in the neighborhood for years and is very friendly so pretty much knows everyone.
Our neighbors on the other side of us however…ugh.

It’s a rental, and these folks are so annoying. Pleasant enough, friendly, but there’s always a trailer full of trash bags and other rubbish in their yard. There’s always a non-working vehicle or a small boat or something else mechanical half taken apart in their driveway.
They have several cats and 4 dogs. The cats always wander over here and lie on our cars, (footprints on the vehicles) get into the shed if we leave the door open during the day while we’re working in the yard. We’ve locked a couple in there in the past, unknowing.
The dogs are the worst. There’s a section of chain link fence (theirs) where the dogs can see into our backyard and they bark incessantly when I bring our dogs outside. The pitbull in particular goes crazy! He lunges and the fence and tries to climb it. He got close enough a couple times that Ron started bringing his gun outside when we’re out there. Our dogs are all old and two are very small. They wouldn’t stand a chance if the pittie got a hold of them.
Don’t get me wrong I have nothing against pitbulls. Two of my kids own pitties and they are amazing family dogs. It’s all about the way they’re raised.
There is always a haze and smell of pot around too … I swear, we can get high just sitting on our back porch and inhaling the fumes!
