The crack house

Ok. I know it doesn't look like a crack house .... but it's become a family euphemism for any house that we don't "get" the goings on. This particular house is 2 doors up from me. It's been occupied by the same family (?) for as long as we've lived here - almost 10 years. In that time period, I've never seen adults. Not real adults anyway. I've noticed the occasional older teenager come & go. No one has ever bothered with lawn work, there's a dead car in the back yard and the dog. Oh my word the dog. Poor thing is always left outside to yelp non-stop. He's also been known to charge the door and go for a run in the neighborhood. I assume he goes home when he gets hungry because they never bother to look for him, or try to catch him when this happens. While these people have never done anything to me, or even said anything to me in the past 10 years, I can honestly say I rejoiced when this little addition went up in the front lawn a few days ago.