From the Styx by Peggy Tibbetts

Who didn’t see this coming?

So Tod said, “Look, I’m getting so much grief about your blog I need a flak jacket. You need to make a choice. It’s either me – or the blog.”

After 36 years of this nightmare, it wasn’t much of a decision.

My blog …

Or Tod …

“Hit the road,” I said.

He is so outa here.

I get the house, Zeus, and the cats. He can have the camper – and that damn barking dog. That should work out very well for them since he lets Venus French kiss him on the mouth.

Ble-ech-ch!

What’s more, he can take that barking dog citation of his and shove it. Talk about paranoid, he thinks his neighbor’s harassing him. He insists he’s being held to a different standard than everybody else in town.

Whoa. Self righteous much?

Not only that, I am utterly sick to death of his municipal government wonk freak show. It’s Town of Silt this and Town of Silt that. The public’s right to fair hearings, rule of law, open government, blah – blah – blah …

He just likes to stir up trouble. What an attention strumpet!

He needs to get involved in the local boy scouts – or retirement home – do something useful. Above all, he needs to sit down and shut the hell up!

I mean, it’s gotten so bad some people even think he writes this blog. Are you kidding me? I was the 1966 Dunn County Spelling Champion. But does that matter to anyone? No-oo. He gets credit for my brilliance and hard work.

And he can’t even spell!

It’s gotten so bad, some people think MY BLOG is some kinda personal vendetta. I’ve been called an extremely bitter woman that thrives on conflict and hatred. I’ve been accused of hunting down victims like a wolf hunting an injured prey.

This is all Tod’s fault.

So what the hell’s the matter with everybody??? My blog is not about SOMEBODY ELSE.

It’s all about me – Me – ME!!!

Why can’t you give me the respect that I deserve?

It’s time to shake the monkey off my back.

Let’s face it, my dog is BIGGER than his.

OBTW, Ema, sorry you had to find out about your fairly odd parents this way. But now that I think about it, I am like, so OVER IT with you and YOUR feud with MY neighbor and YOUR barking dog citation. Get a life and go feud with your own neighbor. You and your father are exactly alike.

You’re both CRAZY!

So, yall better just LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!!

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