The hating is nearly done
Now I will not need to hate the upstairs neighbor for much longer.
I had to call the landlords at 3.45 Saturday morning because of those horribly barky dogs. They hadn't barked for very long, but I realized that if they bark enough to wake me to the point of being able to rationally decide whether to call the landlords, I am too awake. Let the landlords deal with it.
Then, when arranging with the landlords for a new key this morning (B's broke off in the door last night), we were informed that she is moving out, and taking those dogs with her.
Moving out.
Yay!
The landlord also apologized for all of the troubles; they had thought they were a better judge of character.
Hopefully the next tenant will be like the previous tenant: older, quiet, and working two jobs so never home. We liked her.
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