Wolf Within

As luck would have it, things will be changing again.
If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have none at all.
The home I'm in, as I mentioned wasn't lived in for a long time. It is located on an estate, where there are 2 houses. The one I'm in and the one that the family still uses for farming.
The homeowner has a brother and the bro tends to his dad's business and runs the farm in the other house. He is married, but spends most of his time out here running the farm and other "stuff".

Now this bro, was upset that we're here because he's had his privacy up here for years and along comes me, who waved on occasion, but got no waves back.
When I first moved in, the bro complained to the family that people were about the house so the Dad, cut off the gas line to the house (one main gas line that divvys into the two homes, one main meter).
The bro didn't want us here and told this to dad.
Dad came by and was upset at the state of the house here - the house he built in 5 sections, the house he built for his family to grow up in, then later sold to his son to raise his family in. As life would have it, things didn't work out in his marriage and "things happened". The house was then left unattended.

Dad spoke to my homeowner(his other son) - and things changed after I'd moved everything in - I was suddenly from one day to the next - only permitted to use the house as storage. Grateful, I obliged - I needed a place to keep the critters and my effects.
After a couple of months with all my stuff here lock stock and barrel, I was here every day for the critters, so I scraped, sanded and basically put a first coat on the house. Irrelevant as to whether or not I could "live" here, I knew I still had to heat for the winter on account of the crew, myself who can't stand the cold and all my paints that can't freeze - I was complimented by neighbors who stopped and were pleased that someone was fixing up the "eyesore" - cuz it was.

Then one day, the owner and his gal, showed up and told me that I could use the house for whatever I wanted. Storage, Office, the Critters and to STAY! IT was a happy day. I went to town and began repairing the roof in the living room, the wall that "someone" had tried to drive through and got ready for winter. I was gals I'd painted the outside to hinder drafts in the walls.

The water was never good, so I've hauled 20 gallons of water daily, heated it to do the housework, clean carpets, to do the dishes and to clean all the critters areas - it's been a ton of work - that I didn't complain about - I was grateful.
Due to the fact that the dad and bro cut off the gas line, I heated with electric heaters and the fireplace. This meant hauling tons of wood and I mean that literally - quords add up in weight I tell ya! But I managed and was grateful.

And while the house wasn't exactly functional, I sectioned off one end and heated the rest. The view brought peace into my life, the wildlife, has given me new inspiration and the privacy was what the doctor ordered.
Because of the state of the house, and don't get me wrong, there'd been a lot of work done to the house, but it was left unattended for years and even MagPies had come down the chimney and had taken residency in here for awhile. They especially like the window sills - that had to be cleaned when I first got in here as well.

Just before Christmas, one of my daughters friends came out with his chain saw to help me cut the wood. It was his first time here and he mistakedly took the road between the 2 houses, it's on a hill, so part way up, he noticed that it wasn't a part of my driveway and he could see the horse shoe around the house, so rather than continue up the road and turn around in the other home's yard, he through his truck in reverse, backed down and came along up the front of the house, onto my driveway when out of the blue, the bro came flying across my yard, cut off my daughter's friend and asked him what the "fk" he was doing here. (shoulda been my first clue) - so he pointed to me, who'd been waiting for him and was standing on the front patio deck, so teh bro left. I'd watched our friend go part way up on the other road and back down, so I went out on the deck to motion to him.

A week had passed and one of the neighboring farmers I'd spoken to a few times, came up to the house and invited me to the neighboring Pot Luck Supper they were holding for Christmas - I was so honored and accepted the invite with pleasure.
I was alone at Christmas, things have been so tight from moving and I still haven't recuped my losses from the ordeal in the village I was in. A Turkey and all the fixens was kinda outta the question, so my daughter and I talked and it was decided that she would go see her Dad in Montreal, for xmas this year with my grandson. I was glad to have the burden lifted from my shoulders, because it was a burden for me this year as hard as that is to say - i luv christmas, but just wasn't financially stable to actually celebrate it this year (first time in my life that's happened - I was humliated and sad but my family is great and know the pain and harships I've been through on account of the few trouble makers who have done everything to ruin me, my reputation and my shelter business)

Now when the gent came up to invite me to the Pot Luck, guess who raced across the lawn and parked right in behind the gent to make sure he didn't leave before he could speak his mind? The BRO!
Now his hands were flying, pointing to the road between the houses, pointing down the road and over to the front of the house, so I opened the patio door a tad to listen - omg, he was telling the nice neighbor about our friend who came up to help me cut wood! I was numb! Was I suppose to go outside and freak out, was I suppose to deny his accusations and cause a scene? I left it alone, becuz in one of the conversations I'd had with the neighbor, was that there was feuding in this part of the family (the land around for miles is owned by various members of this family) and that they weren't the nicest people in the county... so I had hoped that the ol' boy would figure out that this was just another of the incidences where they were just tryin' to make trouble....
I was so embaressed however, that even though I made up some stuff in the crock pot, at the last minute, I decided not to go - I was in fact embarressed! If someone asked me about what happened, I didn't want to appear to be bashing the BRO or degrading any part of the family - folks take things the way they want to and I've had a hard enough time dancing around things, so peopel don't take it the wrong way - but seem to anyway, so I thought it just best not to go and I ate what I made for the Pot Luck, on Christmas, by myself.

Recently, I got drift that the bro accused my daughter's friend of "going on the farm and stealing diesel" and that was the furthest thing from the truth! So I ignored what was said, it's ridiculous, just more trouble!
Then the homeowner showed up becuz he'd heard rumors.
I had my daughter here, my grandson and a resident of Champion, who is handicapped. He wasn't always, he was a carpenter by trade, met one of my daughters friends, fell in love and they became a couple. Then one day, he fell off of some scaffling and the accident changed his entire life. His relationship broke up after 4 yrs and he came "home" to stay at his moms, then took a small place for himself. He plays basketball for the Lethbridge Steamers and in spite of his handicap, is active. He is also one that visits the local bar even though he doesn't drink anymore, he has side effects from his medications.So becuz he has "friends" at that watering hole, we don't talk any personal business in front of him, we've learned to trust no one from that bar where the main trouble maker is the Bar Manager.
When the homeowner started talking about rumors and other, I asked that we not have the conversation in front of the "Guest" that was here and that I had the "Guest" becuz I was inquiring about the Handicap Society - for Foster placements of some of the critters, with those who aren't severely physically handicapped - I had hoped to recruit this guy who is bored out of his mind, to make contacts and who would better know the terminology of injuries and who could take care of a pet and who couldn't - but I didn't want the conversation to take place at that moment becuz I had company-
Unfortunately, they were upset about the rumors and persisted to talk. So I told them about what the Bro did to the guy who came up to cut wood and to the neighbor who came to ask me to the pot luck. The apologized for the bro's behaviour, over and over and kept saying the Bro's name, saying that there was a feud and that the bro wasn't stable and drank at the watering hole in Champion- my heart sank, I just knew there'd be trouble eventually... then before leaving, they presented me with a new lease - with a rent raise of $200. and mad eme a deal that they'd give back a percentage at the end of the year as a donation. Great!

No sooner did they leave, when my guest left too! He went straight to the Bar in Champion and shit hit the fan. The Bar Manager got "news" on me and found an ear to listen to her side with none other - than the Bro, who had an ear to listen so he could find a way to get rid of me and guess what?
I have to move!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AGAIN!

The Bro went to his dad, who is in his 70's and got the dad upset - with all the lies and rumors. The dad got ahold of my homeowner and a family feud began and becuz I'm stuck smack in the middle and NO ONE DEFENDS ME, I'm the bad person and now I've apparently stole the BRO's Barn Cat - the one he bragged about that he never fed or left water for and what a little survivor she was!
Well, when the bro came over last week to ask, I told him about his hunter friends who'd come up last November and were trigger happy when they thought no one was around. I had my grandson run over and duck taped a note to his front door, but he never did come over and talk to me and I figured it had something to do with the fact that he'd never even wave when he drove by.
When I saw them practising on his cats, I went out and yelled at them and they sped away. I did see their faces from afar and they were driving a beat up blue pick up that they'd had a camper on it previous times that they'd come. At any rate, the punks came back several times and were kinda staulking me, I tried to get a picture of the truck and them but the sun glare screwed up the picture.

Stealing his cat that he didn't take care of anyway! He got that from the Bar!!!! From the same folks who'd go on my daughter's property, pry open the winnebego to see if I'd stolen their animals! The same people who'd come up to the house in a drunken stooper accusing me of stealing their animals that the Bar Manager told them I had - and I'd refuse them entry because they were drunk and full of accusations. My answer to them was "Call the SPCA, they can come and look for you!"

The Bar Manager, was in court with the woamn I was buying the homes from, for some reason, she has taken it upon herself to make my life - her business.
When the Judge had to rule against me due to the law changes, I became a renter as opposed to someone who was buying because the witnessed - private agreements were not registered at Land Titles.
So as a renter, I was given notice -BUT, in the same breath, I'd had the Building Inspector come out. He went into Village Office to notify the Office of his visit and why and because the CAO was the Sister in Law of the Bar Manager, she called the Homeowner and the Homeowner raced down and refused entry to the Building Inspector (under the FOIP Act) so he took a slew of pictures from outside and told me to get ahold of the Health Inspector as she could not deny him access. The Health Inspector came in to inspect the homes on Aug 17th - 9 days before I was ordered out of the houses. Now because the Judge ruled in the HomeOwners favor due to the fact that our agreements weren't registered and I was just a "renter" - the Health Inspector condemned the homes for structural damages, henceforth, closing down the houses.
The Bar Manager, told everyone is was because of the animals - it certainly suited their purpose but again, was the farthest from the truth!
A Homeowner cannot "RENT" houses that were in the state, that I accepted to purchase them in, I knew how to fix them but until the Homeowner registered our agreements, I was not doing any structural repairs...
(i need to get back in court!!!)
Here's pics of "what my animals musta done to the 2 houses"

MAIN HOUSE
Bathroom pipe leak from behind the wall

Basement Water Tank

Basement Wall Crack- had the gas company come in and move the gas line outside as the wall was dangerously pushing up against it, but the water line was also pressured by the tumbling wall as seen here.


SECOND HOUSE:
This pic shows the ROTTED main beam that held up the house and "how it was repaired by the original homeowner and her boyfriend".

and let's not forget the tree roots!


and for the hell of it, here's a pic of another house owned by the same woman and the basement that collapsed within the same year:

and how her boyfriend was repairing it:


then by Christmas 2005, another one of her houses had a gas explosion in the basement and nearly killed 2 grandparents and their grandson who they raise. They've been bought out and in a new home that was owned by the same women and are content with their settlement - so they won't speak out.


From the words of the local Bar Manager, who wore a mask to go into my homes after we left to help the owner "clean up" to re-rent them (cuz that's how crooked she is) and was putting on a real show - My ANIMALS did all this!!!
The same woman who while I was living there running the shelter, would not come and lend a hand - my family and I have been blamed for the lack of maintenance and damage (that I refused to fix until I was on title!)
I've gone on the net with all this because, it is unjust, it is so wrong and I NEED some help!
I need for others to see WHY, we are having such a hard time.
I'm not a failure and I don't know anyone who could fight off such things or go through what my family and I have - so unjustly!
I have no more Savings, I sunk them into those 2 houses.
I had just walked from a bad marriage and lived in a flippin camper and trailer for 18 months and moved out to the country to start a new.... I've been raped!
don't have a couple of thousand dollars to get back into court, so they keep getting away with more and more lies!
I need people to know the REAL STORY and why I am having so much hardship!
Any suggestions - please - please leave a comment - I truly am at wits end!
My family cannot handle any more bad news, I've just become the bearer of bad news to them, it's horrible that this kind of thing has happened in this day and age and there seems to be nothing I can do to stop them.
Now they've upset retired folks, caused a family feud and I'll be homeless again here pretty damn quick.
I could use some outside views on all this - truly I could!