Nice Neighborhood

 The house across the street is for sale.  I am not sure where the people moved.  They were really nice neighbors and I will miss them.  I know all my immediate neighbors, but not well.  Several of them are newer than I am in the neighborhood and I am in my fourth year here.

Some people were looking at the for sale house tonight as I was coming back from walking the imaginary dog.  I am sure they didn't see my dog. They asked if it was a nice neighborhood.  I said it was.  But, afterwards I wondered, "What makes a nice neighborhood?"

There are a lot of kids in my neighborhood.  Kids can be annoying.  I have chased them out of my backyard to go play in their own.  I have done it nicely, but I figure that their parents should have first dibs on enjoying their childhood. I like living in a neighborhood with kids.  There is an energy brought by young families.  I really can't imagine wanting to live in a senior community. 

There are some neighbors who have had disagreements or feuds with each other.  I don't really know this first hand.  There is a neighborhood gossip who spreads these stories.  I take them with a grain of salt.  It is really none of my business.

In my neighborhood a lot of fences have gone up lately.  I am thinking of one myself.  I would like one for the imaginary dog.  Getting dogs seems to be the main reason for fencing.  My yard seems a lot darker from the fence my neighbors to the back put up. I was not a fan at first of their 6 foot privacy fence.  But, I am getting used to it.

The neighborhood is safe, quiet and convenient to the highways and shopping.  I walk all over the place and generally feel safe except for the occasional dog that has menaced me after escaping their yard. Despite squirrels in my attic and a few other problems, I really like my house.  I enjoy living in my neighborhood.  I think I stated it correctly.  This is a nice neighborhood.