Update on my vandalized mailbox!

1. I got my mailbox repaired, last week. I thought, I would have to buy a new one. I paid a handyman $20 to fix it, including, all of the parts.

2. I did some investigating and found where the little creep, lived. You know, your neighbors will tell on you, sometimes. They told me and pointed where he lived.

3. Me and the police went to his house the next day, but, he wasn't there. So, the officer gave a number to the kids, that was there and told them to give it to their mother. She called him back and we made an arrangement to meet.

4. We met, today and I identified the little boy. I said, yup, it's you! Of course, he denied it and the mom....well, you know, she ain't gone help him get in trouble. The whole time, the little boy couldn't look me in my mean, staring eyes. He kept looking to the left and right. That's how you know when somebody is lying or if they give a stare into your eyes, real crazy, trying to act like they are not lying.

He ended up lying on another little boy in the neighborhood and told us where he lived. We went to that boys house and no! It wasn't him...talking about, they look just alike. No they don't!

In the end, I knew it was him and told him to stay away from my house. How do I know? Well. my mailbox ain't been messed with in a week and he said something, that confirmed my theory.

Here's my theory on what, I think, happened. One day, a little boy was walking up the the street. Shay Shay (my dog) was in the back yard, barking at him. I came to the window and saw the little boy, as he walked by. He looked in the grass and picked up a small twig or branch. He looked at her, like, he was going to throw it at her. I told him, not to throw anything at my dog. I can tell he got mad and ever since then, my mailbox got vandalized, little by little.

This is has been going on, all of 2014 and I want to say, a little in 2013. It dawned on me, last week, and it  hit me real hard, like, I bet you that's the same boy. Sure enough, today, he says to me, "You're that lady that stays up the street with that white dog, on the corner?" I said, "Yup! That's me." He explained how he remembered me, but, he said, he was trying to play fetch with my dog and I told him to leave her alone. I said, I remember that, but, you were not playing fetch. You were going to hit her with a rock. He said, not a rock; it was a small stick.

I was, like, I KNEW IT! He just told on himself. lol Anyway, I'm over it and he knows, I mean business. Don't think, I will have anymore problems, but, time will tell.

Oh, the officer told him to leave my property alone and don't be out here in these streets, messing with people's property. You will get hurt.