About 8 years ago our new neighbours moved in. We got along alright at first, had a couple of coffees. But our first issue with their dog. He NEVER and I mean NEVER stops barking. Then one time the family went on holiday to Germany or france, and a storm came. Essentially, she was barking for the WHOLE DAY. I guess the housesitter should’ve taken care of it, but it’s our neighbours damn dog anyway. Then there was a cold period for a while (occasionally broken by one of the pair asking us to trim our boston ivy that apparently damages their garage when it’s overgrown). But one day, I see someone walking down the pathway from my bedroom window, staring at their phone. They then accidentally bumped their head against our tree on the front birm. After yelling several expletive, they then stormed to the door and knocked violently. I then recognised who it was, It was my neighbour, let’s call her Sadie. I faked being on a call so i didnt have to “face the music” as they say. She had a bleeding bruise on her forehead the size of an apricot. “Look what your fucking tree did to me!” or something along the lines. I just froze. I guess part of me felt bad and another part of me thought “well maybe don’t stare at your phone while walking on a SIDEWALK”, so i shut the door. Then there was another cold period. One day, i got a call from my friend, saying she heard somethin about me “slamming a door to an injured woman”. SHE WAS FUCKING TELLING ALL OF HER FRIENDS ABOUT THIS. Then, one day when i came home from work, i found a stump where out tree was. 25 years. 25 years we live here and then our family calls the council to knock down a tree sadie wouldn’t give a fuck about unless she was affected by it. I had enough of this bs (bullshit) and i got my husband ( let’s call him Cole) to try and negotiate with Sadie and her husband (let’s call him Jeff). He came back, and he said it was “unproductive”. Been quiet after that.
Am I the asshole?