It's Midnight. Do You Know Where Your Parents Are?

My neighbor kids do not, apparently.

They are outside my window letting off fireworks, trying to incur my wrath. I just asked them to stop doing that last night. Same bat time. I really don't want to stay up all night making sure they don't set my roof or tree on fire. Where the fuck are the parents? I think they are actually there, and are aware of what they are doing. They just don't give a damn.
There are three of these kids. One is riding a dirt bike down the street with no headlights on, taking a shortcut through my lawn. Then he revs up the shitty engine, right outside the room where Violet is finally sleeping.
Grrrr. I am about to be pissed off if I have to go tell them again.

This is why I plan on putting privacy hedges around the entire property: keep asshole unsupervised kids out, block some of the noise out, and let them know they are not welcome to ride through the yard. I've already started a hedge fund (puns, they rule) because I want some serious Edward Scissorhand's mansion hedges. I mean like a twenty foot high inpenetrable wall of doom!

The kitty that showed up today is still outside. I think it's a girl kitten. I'm trying to think of a name for her. Maybe Gemma. No reason.