Return Of The Beast?

Just when I thought  The Beast ( the fierce huge dog next-door that looks like the photo here) was gone and rejoiced, now I'm not so sure....even though I saw the drug dealers packing stuff into a truck as if they were moving the very next day I saw one of the guys next door, the same guy that owns The Beast and I've also seen big shits still left behind on the grass and sidewalk and road( he llets it run loose which is why it's such a threat and it charges at people and is aggressive and I worry about Buddy's safety esp. being the old frail Dachshund he is) so now I'm not so sure it really actually is gone like I'd thought; maybe just one  of them actually moved out and the other guy( the actual owner of The Beast) is still there; he was just helping his friend move..... aw, shit.....just MY "luck!" So now it looks like the menace is still here and I have to go back to carrying a knife in my pocket for protection once again afterall every time I take Buddy out for his walk. F*ck. Talk about disappointment.  I also decided when I die I want my ashes and Buddy's combined together and scattered along the beach in Jamaica( my spiritual home) where we can be together forever, best friends for all eternity, in the place I love most and feel at Home.

This morning it was a frosty 3 C when I got up and took Buddy out for his early morning walk( even he had to wear his little sweater!) and we even have a frost warning but it's supposed to go up to 15 C later in the day which in the sun is fine and I'm still out there suntanning for as long as I can, soaking up every last bit of summer, and I tried to order the dreads wig but it only took Paypal which, of course, I don't have (I don't have it or E-transfer or any of that tech stuff; I just have my credit card) so I had to forward the info to my hubby to order for me as he has an account with them and it can be my Christmas present and I just hope it's nice and doesn't end up some cheap-looking, fake-looking, costume-type thing, and he also told me to book the 13 YR old's haircut online too  for next week so I asked him which day and time and he was busy and brushed me off and snapped at me so f*ck it then; I just e-mailed him  the info and told him that he can just book it himself  at his convenience then so I won't have to bother  him, I really don't need his shit, to be yelled at, talked down to, etc. esp. when I was just trying to help, and he's been working 12 HR days this past week too, making him in an even worse mood than usual and grocery day got pushed back 3 days late because he was always working( it finally got done yesterday and we'd run out of bread, milk, etc..) and he snapped let the kids walk up and get it.....yeah, right....it's too far, all the way over the bridge and carrying heavy cans and cases of pop......really?

For the past week or so I also have this agonizing annoying all-over body itch, likely due to my liver or kidneys failing and hardly any appetite either; I'm just not that hungry anymore and feel full and have to "force" myself to eat, and the 17 YR old seems to have a cold now too and my friend A ( in Ottawa) spent 60$ on a brisket to cook yesterday for the Jewish New Year and I was like Whoa! 60$ for just one piece of meat? That's just soooo expensive! but he's a lawyer so I guess he can afford it, and my mother has this annoying habit of using stuff and then just leaving it there and not returning it where it belongs and the other day when she used my chair and didn't put it back I reminded her If you use something, put it back; that's one of the first things they teach you in Kindergarten! and she goes, I never went to Kindergarten; I just went right to grade 1! and I told her, Well, that explains alot.... and I hate it how when she yells at me too she always shakes her head at me; she's just so....goading, and she says I'm always yelling,too, what can she  say? She  yells and complains more than anyone herself,  and now we only get 3 HRS of sun on the back porch, from 11 am- 2pm, but before it was there from 8 am- 3pm, for 7 HRS, and the other day I somehow forgot to put water in my bong as well and I'd wondered why it was such a harsh smoke.....ooops!