The Good, The Sad and The Bad

I thought I'd start with the good news. Today is Tara and my 8th day smoke free! I must say the patches are a big help. I haven't had huge cravings and have been calm at work.
The sad news. Tara got a call from her sister Angel yesterday. Angel and Chris (her husband) had to put their beloved dog Shusky (half shephard half husky) to sleep yesterday afternoon. Shusky was an absolute sweetheart of a dog with lots of love and patience. She was diagnosed last week with a massive tumor on her liver and the vet said their really was no way to remove it. Shusky has been their dog since she was a puppy and will be missed by a lot of people. She started showing she was in a lot of pain over the past few days though if you asked her if she wanted to go for a walk she would still get up, wag her tail through the pain and get her leash. She spent the afternoon with her family and went on her last walk before going to the vet. She's over the rainbow bridge and hopefully having a fabulous time there.
The Bad: Our downstairs neighbor Rich. Rich is a functioning alcoholic with a really nice surround sound system. He has been going through a really rough time with an ill father and unfortunately handles issues by not handling them. He just drinks more Natural Ice and turns up the stereo. Lately the stereo has been on to an extreme degree. I was woken up early Sunday morning to "Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash. Last night he turned up Patsy Cline. At 10:15pm Tara went down and said, "Rich could you please turn it down?" He complained and turned it down slightly. When she asked him to come to the door and speak with her he flat refused. So we called the police on the non-emergency number and they came and told him to turn it down at 11pm. Then he stood in the courtyard with his buddy from across the way and complained loudly until after midnight.
We went to be at midnight and at 3am were awoken to Rich's bass on his surround sound turned up as loud as possible. Just the base with what I would guess to be a dance song on. He would play it for 5-10 minutes and then switch to a loud TV show then go back to the dance mix. We called the non-emergency number again at 4am. The police showed up somewhere between 4:30 and 5 am. I finally just got out of bed at 6am.
I called the apartment manager today and she is going to send him a letter....
Great help there.
She also told us to keep calling the police if he's loud since, "He's not that financially well off and maybe a ticket will wake him up."
Again, Great help there.
We are actively looking for a new place to live, preferrably a home. In the mean time, based on the conversation overheard last night with Rich's buddy, I'm parking the car away from our apartment in a different area of the complex parking lot away from him to protect our paint job and tires and saving the non-emergency number in my cell phone. I'm also continuing to pray for Rich. He needs some serious professional help and I hope some time soon he sees that.