I used to like dogs, and since the neighbor's house had a couple of dogs, the love for dogs has slowly become averse, because it's so annoying to have a couple of dogs running around, pulling cesspools, fighting, making noises downstairs, making noises during the day, sometimes in the middle of the night.
Since it's a neighbor and it's hard to tear his face apart, she tells her neighbor a few times, and every time she says yes, it's the same. The dog in her house drags garbage to our door, pulls excrement in our door and in the stairwell.
I went out early to get my kids to school, and I saw a piece of shit on the stairs, and when I was riding, there was a piece of shit in the stairwell, and there was no dog in the building.
A few sheds were built in front of the neighbor's mother's house, the dog's place, and I don't know why their dog came to our stairwell to pull shit. I don't know if the neighbor's mom brought the dog here on purpose, or if the dog came by himself.
The only thing that matters is to send a child to school with one eye closed, to wash his or her clothes when he or she comes home, to do his or her chores, to think that the stairwell shit has not been cleaned, to wash his or her clothes, to drag him or her down, to clean the shit, to clean it, to clean it, to wash the pipes.
It's half done. It's almost 10:00. It's really disgusting, and it's happening again and again, and our own people in this building pretend they can't see it, and they don't go to the neighbor's wife and say, "Maybe they know that the neighbor's wife has a relative who's in charge, and they're afraid of offending the neighbor's wife, so they're looking away."
What happens to me is that the neighbors of our building don't speak so well, and when they raise flowers at the door, when they see me watering the flowers downstairs, they come to me and say eight things, which means that the door is a public area. I shouldn't have put so many flower pots in the door, and the people who live on the roof lock the roof, but they won't speak, because there are relatives on the top of the roof who are officials in the provincial city.
It's a good saying: "Goldy buys a house, Marion buys a neighbor." It's really important to meet a good neighbor, to meet a neighbor who's so weak and afraid of being hard, and who likes dogs to pull shit around, and to be happy in the first place, wondering when this sad day will be the end."