Dreams of a doggy holiday didn't materialise

After our neighbours let us know they do not want a fence whilst they sell their house, everything came to a halt. There was nothing to do. Quotes expired, talking to fencing contractors became a pointless exercise, and looking for a little hairy friend on the internet also became pointless. Our holidays, which we had hoped would be spent landscaping the back yard after the fence was erected, turned into a sloth-fest. Extreme summer heat and lack of airconditioning in our house forced us to seek refuge in shopping malls and cinemas. If we weren't escaping the heat we just blobbed around like a couple of sacks of potatoes. Having a canine mate would have forced us to be active. It has been a disappointing vacation.

Meanwhile, the neighbours have had tradesmen in their house beautifying it for the sale ... whenever that may be! We do not know when they will put the property on the market, but it had better be soon. They are certainly not telling us a damn thing. And, to rub salt into the wound, they have gone away on holiday for two weeks!!!! I will be very old and even greyer than I already am before we get a dog! Ho hum.

Will We Ever Get a Dog - Or Even a Fence?

What can I tell you? Not much, that's for sure. The neighbours do not want a fence because they are going to sell their house. How damn difficult is this all proving to be?!!!! I cannot stand it. We try to do the right thing all the time and get our faces spat on. I am sick of being nice. I think only the bastards of the world get what they want. Maybe they will go to hell at the end of it all and spend eternity in vats of boiling oil screaming their lungs out. One can only hope.
Meanwhile, sad little me still spends time searching the websites of dog pounds and the like.