Seriously.
I’ve rented a lot of houses in my lifetime, in a lot of different places, and I’ve never really liked my landlord much less LOVED my landlord until we found ourselves with Jerry.
The dude is awesome. Period. The end. Just awesome.
He fixes things quickly. He never gripes or moans about thinks that are broken. He doesn’t get mad when we come home with prairie dogs or an extra puppy (or three.)
He spent most of his yesterday getting rid of all of the leaves in our yard, driveway and sidewalks — just in time for the first snowfall.
The dude is just plain awesome. He’s pretty much the only thing I’ll miss when we leave here in 2 1/2 years.
Aside from a few awful building management companies, I actually lucked out with good landlords. Must have been karma balancing the bad roommates and neighbours. 😉