We have a butternut tree dying of the blight next to the house. I told the landlord, who said it belonged to the lawyer next door, who said it belongs to the landlord. I told both of them I don't care who it belongs to, if it falls on me I am sueing everybody for miles around. Neither of them bestirred themselves. I called the city, and they said Gee that is terrible, but we won't do anything about it until it is an actual hazard. This has been going in circles for _years_.
Well thanks to our gusting winds it is now leaning on the house. This is a fully mature butternut tree some 70 feet tall. (Regional name variants are white walnut or oilnut.) The roof is already in bad shape, so it is going to cost the earth to get the thing down.
Oh just wait until I get on the phone in the morning!
NightMist thinking that by the time she finds a new place to live she will have saved up enough to buy a place, cash money.