I have just been out looking for my cat, who's been missing since Sunday 24th. My Boyfriend and I live in one of the old chocolate factory terraced houses near the knavesmire.
Near to the end of the row of terraced houses there are several garages that back onto an alleyway, which is a popular hang-out for the local moggies.
At the very end of these garages there is a new build house tagged onto the end of the street which has tinted windows, that overlook the chocolate factory.
I have been unable to sleep since she has been missing so decided to go and look for her at about 3.30pm thinking it would be quietenough to hear any meows. This happened to coincide with with the lad who rents the house getting out of a taxi with two young lady's.
He said:
"Mate what you doing looking round my f**king house?"
Me
"I'm not looking round your house, I'm looking around the back of the garages for my cat"
Him
"Why you looking round my house?"
Enter the girls:
"Whats going on?"
Him
"I'm just wondering why someones looking round my f**king house"
Me
"I live on this street, I'm just looking for my cat who went missing, I'm not doing anything wrong. I put a leaflet through your door about he going missing."
Him
"I don't know about that"
He then walks off without saying sorry into the house acting all cocky in front of his house mates.
What ever happened to showing a little common curtsy, and inquiring in a polite way what might be wrong, Instead of being aggressive? This type of stuff makes me feel depressed.
Near to the end of the row of terraced houses there are several garages that back onto an alleyway, which is a popular hang-out for the local moggies.
At the very end of these garages there is a new build house tagged onto the end of the street which has tinted windows, that overlook the chocolate factory.
I have been unable to sleep since she has been missing so decided to go and look for her at about 3.30pm thinking it would be quietenough to hear any meows. This happened to coincide with with the lad who rents the house getting out of a taxi with two young lady's.
He said:
"Mate what you doing looking round my f**king house?"
Me
"I'm not looking round your house, I'm looking around the back of the garages for my cat"
Him
"Why you looking round my house?"
Enter the girls:
"Whats going on?"
Him
"I'm just wondering why someones looking round my f**king house"
Me
"I live on this street, I'm just looking for my cat who went missing, I'm not doing anything wrong. I put a leaflet through your door about he going missing."
Him
"I don't know about that"
He then walks off without saying sorry into the house acting all cocky in front of his house mates.
What ever happened to showing a little common curtsy, and inquiring in a polite way what might be wrong, Instead of being aggressive? This type of stuff makes me feel depressed.
