I really should stop pissing off the "dealers"

Seriously.  I am still the naive person I have always been when it comes to drugs.  Don't use 'em, don't need 'em, don't like 'em, don't know anything about them.  So, when I went outside at 1AM to take my dogs out front so they can get some non-fenced-in time, I thought nothing about the car that pulled up to the known (and busted, but also obviously still around) Coke sellers (thought better of letting the real terminology be searchable) 2 houses down from me.  They flashed their lights, I assumed it was a friend of theirs and I thought they had gotten out of the car.  The dogs continued to run around in the cul-de-sac and I just enjoyed the outside alone time.  Fifteen minutes later the horn blares.  Scared the ever-loving shit out of me!  The people had never left the car, presumably because my 2 German Shepherds were out front and unleashed.  At this point (why, yes, I am a genius) I jumped up, put the dogs away and then locked every door and window in the house.

I'm kinda mad that I do not have the freedom to be in my own front yard with my dogs in the middle of the night, but also a little afraid because I have had more than a couple confrontations with them over other issues and I'm not exactly on their "good" radar.  That kinda begs the question, do you want to be in good with Coke sellers?  I think probably not.  I believe me and my big mouth (and bigger dogs) will lay low for awhile.  I now need to convince my dogs not to eat their Pug, I don't think that will help my situation any.

Comments

[Pamela]

Surely they wouldn't want to do anything to the neighbors or it would draw the attention of law enforcement to the neighborhood. That is the last thing they want.

I hope.

[Swampy]

When our "front-door" neighbor was busted, we had no idea she had been under survelliance (sp?) for over a year. Evidently, everyone within screaming distance of her house had been too. That included us. The only clue we had that there was something going on is when the teenage son smoked pot and it wafted up the hill toward us. I didn't inhale. But, it wasn't the pot she was busted for. I think the initials were M.L. as in Meth Lab.