I know this is going to sound like it should be in the Rant Forum, and yes it is a rant, but since in the end game it concerns my pet, I am placing
it here. You can let me know if you thought this was the right decision. This happened a couple days ago, but it has taken me this long just to get a
grip.
I live in Rhode Island and like Boston, we have pretty much received the same amount of snow from the last few storms. The streets are a mess to say
the least. I need to tell you this to give you a bit of background so you understand my point of arriving at my frustration.
Since the first storm, my brilliant neighbors have insisted on parking across from my house in a No Parking Zone. This has led to me being blocked in
and plows being unable to do their jobs. I was blocked in one morning when I needed to go to work and called the police yet again and they sent
parking enforcement which put tickets on the three cars and drove off, leaving me still stuck and missing work. I have made countless calls and
countless tickets have been put on the same cars over and over. The owners just pull them off and drop them in the snow. Mind you, they do have
driveways, but of course that would require proper shoveling and that just isn't on their radar.
When I asked the police why they wouldn't tow the cars, the answer is, yes, they are in a No Parking Zone, but they are not in a Tow Zone. So, in all
actuality, the No Parking signs are totally useless for someone like me, yet a honey pot for tickets for the city.
Late Sunday night, to keep this as short as possible, my dog began to have a pretty bad seizure. Of course I want to take my dog immediately to the
vet, but guess what? Again I am blocked in and again with a phone call too the police and a frantic explanation of why they really needed to do
something, they sent someone out. Who did they send? Yep, parking enforcement to again give tickets and drive away with a sorry ma'am, there is
nothing we can do, it is only a ticketed offense.
Long story short, my dog died a horrible death in my arms about 15 minutes before a friend of mine got here to take me too the vet.
I can't even begin to think of a word that describes how I feel, though I'm guessing some of you can assume from your own empathy. It was just heart
wrenching to say the least.
Just thought I would share this to maybe just get some of my frustration out by venting a tad. Sorry it isn't a happy story, but I hope none of you
ever have to experience this kind of insane and needless situation.
Thanks for listening.
RIP Petey
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