Our neighbor had … issues. That’s really the only way to put it.
It was our first home, back in Mountlake Terrace in the early 1980’s. We’d occasionally hear her holding what I can only describe as on-person religious revivals in her back yard. She accused us of somehow influencing our cats, as well as all the other cats in the neighborhood to come poop in her gardens.
You can imagine that living next door to someone like that was a bit of a challenge at times.
One day it all came to a head.