I CAUGHT MY DOG SPYING

My washer is unleveled, and moving, ever-so-slightly...imperceptibly in the increments-- day by day, load by load, tortuously..squashing & damaging....ever-so-slilemtly, silently..the BRAND NEW FAUCETS AND OTHER PLUMBING THINGS...that I just paid the plumber (more on him, in a minute) to repair...and now, it is moving, inching, unlevel, heavy and why do I HAVE TO FIX IT.?? He was paid..he fixed it (motherfucker) and I "shouldn't have to do it" - and it is actually just so wrong. And it is a wrong against ME! How many other people around here have that???..their washer creeping toward destruction of their new stuff and maybe even a wall, or a retaining wall, causing potential cracks and foundational issues?? See?? It is more serious than I thought. It is  a cosmic moral issue of outrage 👀. The fucking plumber SHOULD NOT have fucked anything up, so I "shouldn't" have to do it. I am filled with indignation at the plumber. Wait. Is it indignation? It is fear too. FEAR. Because of him. A 23 year old hill-jack shithead. He probably isn't even licensed by whoever licenses those people. He may never have even taken...NO, I am sure of it!! He never took any tests. In fact, I doubt he was a plumber. Fucker! God, I would kill him, but I cannot remember what his name was, or what be looked like. I despise and fear people with tools. It is all, ALL, part of what they have been doing to me, for a long time....the PLUMBER, intentionally leaving my washer, creeping across the laundry area floor, and he THOUGHT I wouldn't notice!! Ha. HA HA HA. He...and all of the others like him, plotting against me. They are all probably somewhere, having a meeting about hurting me right now! Yes! The plumber, my yard guy, the trailer people and the people from Suburban Propane are meeting, right now, and trying to frame me for a crime, and have me spend the rest of my fucking life in prison! I KNEW it!! And..!!...YES...there is that bastard from Buy Rite Drugs!.. HE IS BEHIND THIS!!... They are all involved. I can't trust anyone. And you...I am starting to think...hmmmm... how did I meet you? And how do I know that you actually don't work for Suburban Propane, or the plumbing company. Ok. That is unlikely, but what about Buy Rite? Yes! You must be part of it! No. That cannot be. I must calm down!!! ... How can I calm down? Ok. I'm getting a hand on it. I just gutted one of the dogs with a hunting knife. They were watching me. I knew they were on a spy mission. No. They cannot talk! Jesus! I killed my fucking dog as a spy!! THEY MADE ME DO THIS. It was the. Plot all along. Not the main plot. It was a plot, like a sub-plot. I can't take this. The plumber seemed like a dumbass hick. But NO. You cannot trust any of these people. You are wise to be circumspect. I'm exhausted. Motherfuckers. Now I only have two dogs and I can't find them. They are hiding.