Before we moved out into the wilds of Wise County, we lived in a somewhat "snooty" neighborhood i a city about 40 miles away, with VERY restrictive pet laws (everything was an "exotic" except dogs, cats, parakeets and aquarium fish under 4" 
and you had to buy a $50 a year permit for every individual exotic allowed, like my canaries, my wife's guinea pigs and lop bunnies and our tortoises...my snakes were a Deep, Dark Secret, obviously, as they were Absolutely Forbidden)...in addition, about 7 years after my wife bought this house, a HOA formed and, even though my wife never joined, they did their best to cram their rules down our throats...our rose bushes were too numerous (only 6 were allowed, and I'd planted 15), my truck (a 1941 Ford I was restoring at the time) was an "eyesore", my two Great Danes were a threat to the neighbors because they barked occasionally, my garage door wasn't an "approved" color...
One neighbor, in particular, was a joy to know, as ANY noise would set him off...noises like dogs (occ.) barking, kids playing basketball/playing at all, the sound of power tools, the sound of my motorcycle (he wanted me to push my motorcycle down to the end of the street before turning it on, so as to not disturn his peaceful existance in the morning), even the sounds the native birds made at our bird feeders!
Never understood why he moved into a neighborhood with kids, dogs, power-tool weilding weekend home-fixer-uppers, motorcycle owners and bird lovers and expected the entire neighborhood to conform to his demands...
After a few years of almost daily interaction w/ this neighbor, I got a huge royalty check and proceeded to find us a place way out in the sticks...for the last 7-1/2 years, our nearest neighbor has been almost 2 miles away.
And the nearest towns' animal control departments, once they found out about my reptiles, call me to deal wth exotic issues, because they haven't the facilities/resources to deal with pythons, big cats (fortunately, only one, so far) and such.
Green Acres IS the place to be!
and you had to buy a $50 a year permit for every individual exotic allowed, like my canaries, my wife's guinea pigs and lop bunnies and our tortoises...my snakes were a Deep, Dark Secret, obviously, as they were Absolutely Forbidden)...in addition, about 7 years after my wife bought this house, a HOA formed and, even though my wife never joined, they did their best to cram their rules down our throats...our rose bushes were too numerous (only 6 were allowed, and I'd planted 15), my truck (a 1941 Ford I was restoring at the time) was an "eyesore", my two Great Danes were a threat to the neighbors because they barked occasionally, my garage door wasn't an "approved" color...One neighbor, in particular, was a joy to know, as ANY noise would set him off...noises like dogs (occ.) barking, kids playing basketball/playing at all, the sound of power tools, the sound of my motorcycle (he wanted me to push my motorcycle down to the end of the street before turning it on, so as to not disturn his peaceful existance in the morning), even the sounds the native birds made at our bird feeders!
Never understood why he moved into a neighborhood with kids, dogs, power-tool weilding weekend home-fixer-uppers, motorcycle owners and bird lovers and expected the entire neighborhood to conform to his demands...
After a few years of almost daily interaction w/ this neighbor, I got a huge royalty check and proceeded to find us a place way out in the sticks...for the last 7-1/2 years, our nearest neighbor has been almost 2 miles away.
And the nearest towns' animal control departments, once they found out about my reptiles, call me to deal wth exotic issues, because they haven't the facilities/resources to deal with pythons, big cats (fortunately, only one, so far) and such.
Green Acres IS the place to be!
