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Karen Told Me to Leash My Dog… Inside My Own House 😳 | True Story
Sep 14, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories Karen Told Me to Leash My Dog… Inside My Own House 😳 | True Story Karen Alert! 🛑 Today’s story is absolutely bonkers. A clipboard-wielding HOA Karen showed up at my door and told me I had to leash my golden retriever… inside my own home. That’s right — not outside, not in a shared space — in my living room. Buddy, my sweet golden, was chilling in the window, and somehow that became a neighborhood safety threat. What followed was a ridiculous HOA complaint, a petty but festive sign, and the rise of the Block Watchdogs. 📣 Let me know in the comments: What’s the most ridiculous HOA or Karen moment you’ve experienced? 🐾 Like if you believe dogs should be free (at least in their own homes), and subscribe for more real-life chaos. 🛎️ Hit that bell — don’t miss a single story.
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Hey everyone, welcome back to the
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channel. If you're new here, welcome to
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the chaos. And if you're not new, then
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you already know that when the word
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Karen shows up in the title, things are
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about to get weird. And today, who boy,
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we're talking about a level of
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entitlement that I honestly didn't think
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was possible because this isn't your
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average sidewalk confrontation. This
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isn't someone yelling at me for parking
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too close to a line. This isn't even HOA
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drama about curtain colors or mailbox
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design. This is the story of the time a
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full-blown clipboard carrying suburban
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Karen told me demanded really that my
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dog should be wearing a leash inside my
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own house.
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Yes, you heard that right. Not at the
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park, not in the hallway, not in a
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shared space, not even in a front yard.
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This woman, this self-appointed
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neighborhood sheriff, stood on my
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doorstep and insisted that my golden
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retriever needed to be leashed while
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inside my private home. Let's talk about
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how we got here. So, I live in a
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townhouse, one of those planned
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communities where the homes are all
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attached and managed by a homeowners
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association.
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Some people love HOAs, some people hate
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them. I personally have had a pretty
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decent experience overall until this
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woman moved in.
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Let's call her Karen.
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Not because her name is actually Karen.
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It's not. But because if you looked up
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HOA Karen in the dictionary, I swear a
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picture of her would pop up holding a
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rule book and scowlling at someone's
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lawn gnome. She moved in maybe 6 months
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before this story happened. And from the
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moment her moving truck rolled in, she
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started making herself known. She'd walk
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around the neighborhood with a literal
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clipboard. Not a metaphorical clipboard.
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I mean, a physical clipboard filled with
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notes about whose trash bins were out 5
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minutes too early, whose porch light was
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too bright, and who dared to leave a
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garden hose uncoiled in public view. We
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thought it was quirky at first, you
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know, oh, she's just very involved.
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But it quickly became clear that Karen
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thought this neighborhood was her
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personal kingdom, and we were all just
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violating her imaginary rules.
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But let's rewind a bit to the real star
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of this story, Buddy.
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Buddy is my golden retriever. He's 5
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years old, sweet as honey, and has the
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personality of a cartoon character. He's
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not a barker. He doesn't chew things.
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He's basically a very polite loaf of fur
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that lives for peanut butter, naps, and
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the occasional squirrel sighting. Buddy
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has one daily ritual. He sits in front
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of the big bay window in our living
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room. It's his throne.
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From there, he watches the world go by.
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Joggers, mail trucks, kids on scooters.
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He never growls, never jumps, never
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causes trouble. He just watches.
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Occasionally lets out a little huff if
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someone walks too close to his precious
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mailbox. That's it. So, one random
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Tuesday morning, I'm working from home.
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It's around 10:00 a.m. I'm on the couch
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with my laptop. Buddy's in his usual
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window post and all is calm until the
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doorbell rings. I get up, open the door,
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and there she is. Karen, standing on my
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porch with the infamous clipboard and a
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look on her face like I just committed a
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felony. Now, let me just say I had not
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interacted with Karen before this
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moment. I'd seen her, sure. I'd waved,
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nodded politely, but this was the first
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direct confrontation. And what an
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introduction it was. She opens with, "We
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need to talk about your dog.
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No hello, no pleasantries, just straight
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into the business of dog rellated
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misconduct." So I say cautiously, "Uh,
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okay. What about him?" She points points
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at the window where Buddy is just
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sitting there, tail wagging, probably
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thinking she's here to give him treats.
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and she says, "I saw your dog standing
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near the window off leash. That's a
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safety concern." I blink. I'm sorry.
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What? She crosses her arms. He's a large
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dog. He's unrestrained. He's close to a
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front-facing window. If he were to lunge
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or break through, someone could get
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hurt. I kid you not. She really said
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break through. Like Buddy was a trained
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attack dog and not a living teddy bear
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who gets scared of the vacuum. So, I
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respond trying not to laugh. Karen, he's
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inside the house. I think we're okay.
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Her eyes narrow. It doesn't matter if
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he's visible from the outside and he's
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not restrained. It creates a sense of
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threat. Children walk by here. Elderly
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neighbors. He should be wearing a leash
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at all times near entryways.
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At this point, I'm thinking, is she
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serious? Is this a prank? Am I on some
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hidden camera show?
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But no, Karen was dead serious. I even
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glanced around like, "Am I being
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punked?" I try to keep it civil. I say,
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"Look, I appreciate the concern, but
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Buddy has never left the house
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uninvited. He's trained. He doesn't bark
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or jump. I've never had an issue."
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She says, "That's irrelevant. The
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possibility is the issue, and I've
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already submitted a formal complaint to
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the HOA. you'll be hearing from them.
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Then, without another word, she turns
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around and walks off. I'm left standing
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there like, did I just get HOA snitched
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on for not leashing my dog in my own
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living room? Spoiler alert. Yes. Yes, I
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did. Fast forward 3 days. I get a letter
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in the mail from the HOA, a very
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official looking envelope. I open it and
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inside is a typed letter, clearly a form
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template, saying, "We received a
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complaint from a resident concerning an
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unrestrained animal visible from public
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walkways. Please ensure that all pets
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are properly secured to prevent future
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concern.
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Continued violations may result in
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fines."
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I'm sitting there, letter in hand, mouth
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slightly open, just staring at it. So,
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of course, I call the HOA.
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After getting transferred twice, I
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finally speak to someone named Mark, who
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already sounds like he's 300 complaints
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deep for the day. I explain the
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situation. I say, "Mark, my dog has
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never left the house uninvited. He's
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just sitting in the living room. I don't
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think it's reasonable to leash a dog
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inside his own home." Mark, bless him,
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actually chuckles. He says, "No, it's
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not a rule. We're just required to
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notify residents when we get a written
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complaint.
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So I ask, "Am I going to get fined if I
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don't leash my dog in my house?" He
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says, "No, there's no policy for that.
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That would be insane. Thank you, Mark."
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Finally, someone with common sense. So I
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hang up, feeling slightly vindicated,
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but also annoyed because this woman
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wasted my time, Mark's time, and buddy's
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nap time. For what? Now, here's where
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the petty part of me kicks in. I print
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out a giant sign and stick it in my
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front window right next to where Buddy
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likes to sit. It says, "This dog is
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unleashed inside his house. And yes,
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he's a very good boy." I even included a
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little photo of Buddy with a Santa hat.
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I figured if I'm going to be petty, I'm
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going to be festive. That weekend, Karen
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walks by, sees the sign, stops dead in
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her tracks, and just glares for a full
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10 seconds. doesn't knock, doesn't say a
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word, just glares and walks away. She
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never reported me again. But wait, it
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gets better. A few weeks later, I'm
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outside raking leaves and a neighbor
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from across the street walks over.
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She says, "Hey, just wanted to say I
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loved your sign. Karen tried to complain
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about my Halloween decorations, too." We
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laugh. And then she tells me Karen had
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apparently submitted eight complaints in
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her first 3 months of living there.
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about everything from windchimes being
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too loud to someone's garden gnome being
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too whimsical.
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Yes, too whimsical.
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So, I wasn't alone. In fact, Karen had
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been low-key terrorizing half the block.
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But because most of her complaints
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didn't hold up, the HOA had stopped
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taking her too seriously. A few of us
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neighbors actually started a little
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group chat called the block watchd dogs,
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mostly for laughs, partially to support
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each other from future nonsense. Buddy
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became our unofficial mascot. Now I
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still see Karen sometimes. She walks her
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tiny little poodle like it's on parade,
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eyes darting around like she's scanning
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for crimes against shrubbery.
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But she never spoke to me again. And
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buddy, he still sits in his window,
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unleashed, king of his castle. And you
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know what? That's how it should be. So,
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what's the moral of the story? Simple.
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Not every rule needs enforcing.
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Not every problem is a real problem. And
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sometimes a dog just wants to sit in the
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sun and watch the mailman without being
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strapped into a leash like he's a
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prisoner in his own home. Also, don't be
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a Karen. Anyway, that's the story of the
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time someone tried to leash my dog
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inside my house. Let me know in the
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comments. What's the wildest neighbor
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complaint you've ever received? Have you
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dealt with an HOA Karen?
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Tell me your stories. I need to hear
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them. If you like this video, hit that
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ridiculous. Thanks for watching and
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remember, let your dogs be free,
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especially in their own living rooms.
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