*sigh*

This morning my mom went to put the dog out. There were two black men with a black pitbull. The pitbull ran at my mom and our dog ran toward the pit to protect my mom.
What woke me up was the man yelling “Hey get back here!”. I thought someone was outside my window…I’m very aware of my surroundings cause we had some shooting awhile ago. Anyway, I’m lookin out window and finally my mom comes in with the dog and she dials 911 and tell the dispatch operator the story but inorder for a police officer to come out, she had to stay. This is where I lost my mind, my first reaction, which I took, was “do I have to stay!”. She got off the phone with the 911 person and left, then she promptly called me back to “bless” me out for being selfish. She said that I needed to support her in this because she was trying to protect everybody in the house. She told me to call again.

I feel her. And I’m sorry.

But I’ve lost some of my fight and I’m sad about that. I feel myself becoming one of those people who slink away from injustice. So not cool. I feel we’ve had to call 911 too many times but my mom says if we don’t keep reporting it, the neigborhood will get worse. She was like “we don’t live in the ghetto.” And it’s true, we don’t, we just have bunch of suburban kids who have taken on this ghetto mentality.

I called the animal control place at 9:08am or something like that and kept getting the answering machine, and then I called the other number and it just kept ringing. When the animal control guy got here, an hour later, he said that they were being trained on the new system and that even he couldn’t get through. He also said they don’t anwer their phones til 9:30ish..yes 9:30ish although they are orpen at 9am. Not acceptable. *sigh* County employees *sigh*

I no longer have a sense of surity when calling the police. Sometimes it’s almost a joke if nobody has been shot. They just don’t come in time. I do know this, if the Allens were still living next door, there would be one dead pitbull. I love me some gun toting hunting rednecks…love ‘em to death.

Serenity