Clarification

Well, it's like this....I have moved into conservative redneck country. I have always had a dog whenever I could, I got my sisters's FOX TERRIER up here with me and she's just like I was when I was a teenager, she isn't afraid of anything, she'll fight anything, and she doesn't give one fuck whether anyone cares or not.
 Where I'm trying to settle in, she is leading me astray.
The neighbors or whatever they are, hate her, she's after their cats,dogs,chickens and worst of all, they think she's mine.I let her hang loose when I'm out in the yard. She always sneaks off.
On top of that....
 I'm a new guy, I'm not very sociable, I got a nice house, I like the big store four towns over not the local one and I won some money while I was eating a hamburger in the local hot spot, playing some idiotic automatic Oregon Lottery Machine.
I got a dirty look all around when I whooped and then gave a waitress a twenty dollar tip.

Plus, I'm from California.
 This is a familiar, somehow, situation.
But now I'm on the shit end of the stick.
When everyone started moving to California, people that lived there already,natives (ha ha) hated them, and why not...property prices and taxes went up and the motherfuckers had their own ideas.

 The other day, three county sheriffs deputies appeared on the corner down the street..I was cutting and burning shit in the yard, having a pretty good time, had "Sticky Fingers" ripping on the car stereo with all the doors open to keep me inspired...

  I felt them before I saw them but as soon as I did I started looking for the dog

  She's bopping down the street, in the middle of it, not a fucking concern in the world...
  I have no idea where she was or what she did...
   But they can't have her....I yell for her and she comes right up to me and sits down...
 Here I am again..three here and more coming...this won't be good

Three cops, armed to the teeth...I don't know what the fuck...and they leave their cruisers behind and start for me and the dog in a v formation
    I called to them, what did she do?
 The youngest cop yells back "It's not her, we need to talk to you."

Me?

You're here for me?

I put my hands out so they could see them,  and they got to me.
 I asked them "You're here for me?"
  The dog is on them jumping and yelping, trying to get someone to pick her up so she can lick their face.
 She has on her plaid sweater.
She's looking sharp.
 They love her, take turns bending down for dog smooches
What kind of cops are these?
 The young guy says " Yeah, we got a complaint about a guy trespassing on some ones property. Was that you?"
 I'm speechless for a second, then I tell them,"I'm sorry, yeah, I was up on that place over there, I was looking at how to trim apple trees, I got two and I want to trim them, I don't know how , so , I went up there to look at those, he yelled at me I apologised to him and left, I didn't know it was private property, there's three cops here for me for that?..."
We're all out in the middle of the street, maybe two cars a day go by here.
 The cop asks me for ID.
They all followed me in, I invited them, told them I was here working on the place, sorry about the mess..
  The young guy runs my CDL...gives it back

  Tells me this is a small town, people live different here than San Francisco, thanks, and they all file out
  Go back up to the three cruisers and leave

   This is what can happen to a motherfucker with a dog and his own trees from California in Oregon
I guess
   Goddam dog.
 Fucking trees.
I will always believe it was the music I had on
 
Thats good, thats what it's for....us not them