Andreas Spinning

My story about the name Andreas is dedicated to a neighbor of mine. He always calls me mouse, and I'm not sure he even knows my name. Andreas, a pensioner, leaves his apartment at 12 a.m. and rides his bike through the city. Andreas and I are having a disagreement over watering the yard plants. I discovered that he had a problem with an elderly lady in our house named Mrs Pommerenke. Despite her objections, he continues to water the plants. Another story that frightened me was about a fight he had with a black female in the house who is the girlfriend of another neighbor. To chastise and gaslight her, he placed two black dolls in front of the entrance door. When the black girl saw the black dolls, she was shocked.  It was also difficult for me to process this image. When I confronted Andreas about it, he admitted that he received the dolls from his neighbor Susanne. I wonder if Mrs Pommerenke, who is now deceased, poisoned Andreas' cat. The cat died just before I moved into the house. What is your story about revenge and the name Andreas?