I have a neighbor who’s certifiable. When a tree limb fell half way into our yard after a snow storm and I pushed it back- he yelled over the fence that he was going to get a lawyer and sue us. “It’s an act of God !,” he declared , “And since it’s on your land you have to deal with it.”
There was another run in yesterday. My JRT who was on a leash ran into his yard and got tangled on a solar light stuck in the ground. Just after I detangled the dog, the neighbor popped out (Does he have surveillance cameras?) and nastlily said, “ Would you mind keeping your dog off my property .”
“I’m sorry, he got tangled.” I said” It was an accident”
“Well, he shouldn’t be on my lawn,” the neighbor haughtily added
Something clicked just then. This guy is miserable and he’s pushing his weight around, I thought. He can’t hear me in his need for control and power so I choose to stand up to him, right now.
“I have had just about enough of you. You are the most miserable, awful neighbor I have ever met. “
“I’ll call the cops on you for trespassing,” he snarled
Go right ahead! I yelled back, followed by some choice name calling.
He called me a name from behind a closed door.
I saw him smoking a cigarette today – as I was on a ladder cutting branch and could see over fence. I wondered if he is an Iraqi veteran or was traumatized some other way. I almost asked but he disappears off the porch before I could. So what is the emotionally intelligent thing to do?