I have to share my venting story as well. After reading Tayda's story, I thought to myself….gee, I am so glad that we are moving out in 7 days and we will not be renting anymore. We are living in a condo complex mid-rise building. On Thursday, I had just gotten settled down to go to sleep with Jack and the fire alarm went off, which set him off, and we had to leave the apartment and go outside to wait for the fire department. They got there and lo and behold someone pulled the fire alarm
So we figured someone had done the same thing on Saturday when we got home from painting the new house at 11:30 and there were fire trucks all over the place. If only. That would have been easy to deal with. No, what had really happened was that someone had tried to hang something off of the sprinkler and broke it off, flooding the 4th, 3rd, and 2nd floor. We live on the 6th floor, so no water damage, but the water got into the electrical system so they had to evacuate the building in case of a fire. We had to take enough stuff with us for 48-72 hours. We spent the night with some friends, who love Jack, but aren't dog owners, so their house isn't dog-proofed, much less Basenji proofed. Jack had to spend the night in his crate, which he let us know that he was NOT happy about it by SCREAMING all night. I got about an hour of sleep Saturday night.
We were actually able to get back in our condo last night, so I got a much better nights sleep.
But honestly, I am beginning to think that the people that live in this condo complex a) have the maturity of 7th graders and b) have the intelligence of 5 year olds.