Hee hee - well, we're like that with the neighbors with the wackadoo loud teenagers next door, and the asshat on the corner.

The thing about rural neighborhoods is that we're used to quiet country nights and will defend them. We're spoiled and tend to readily ignore the fact that we signed papers when we bought our homes acknowledging we lived in an agricultural area and were subject to agricultural noises.

Give me a loud barking dog for hours at 3 am and you'll see how much of a cranky old bitch I can be.