Hunt Enterprises

Living at a Hunt Enterprises property in Sun Valley (called Sunland Manor) was my first «real» renting experience upon moving out of my mother’s house (this is excluding dorming and subletting throughout college). It was (and continues to be, more on that below) hell.
I had carpet in my unit, half of which was brand new when I moved in. My ex girlfriend was living with me at the time, and she had a small dog. We split about a month after we moved in together (she just began to really piss me off and I told her to leave), and she left. While I didn’t particularly like her dog, it wasn’t exactly a BAD dog. All it did wrong was flip the trashcan in hunt of food. I’m going to get the point and say it never peed on the carpets.
After I moved out, they sent me a bill saying they were keeping $ 1000 of my $ 1300 security deposit for «pet urine damage». Not only were they claiming I damaged the carpet, they marked that they’re replacing the whole unit with more expensive vinyl on my dime. I was livid, and made numerous calls to get things cleared up. At one point, they said they’d refund a little more of my money back, but they’d also be adjusting for other random made-​up bullshit that they hadn’t listed previously.
I took them to small claims and won, and they’re still refusing to pay up. Contempt of the court, much? Furthermore, they brought an attorney to small claims, which I was told was not allowed. To my huge dismay, the judge did nothing about it, and I wasn’t going to openly question the judge during a trial I really wanted to win. What was great was that the judge ordered all parties to step outside and share with the opposing party any evidence that would be introduced during the hearing. Hunt Enterprises claimed they had nothing to show me and that they only had our lease agreement, nothing else. I said okay. Apparently they thought they could get away with a sleezy little tactic of trying to catch me off-​guard. When we were called up for the trial, they presented a three-​inch thick stack of photographs of destroyed carpet. I explained to the judge that they refused to present that to me as ordered previously, and only then did they reluctantly hand the photos over. They knew what was coming: they pictures were fake. I had asked several times prior to court for proof that there was urine damage. They told me that the carpet was removed and thrown away the day after I moved out so they had no proof. In the words of the regional supervisor: «It’s your word versus ours at this point, that carpet is long gone.» Falsified evidence in a small claims case. Classy. I mentioned this to the judge, who informed me that my opinion on the photos will be taken into consideration.
The next step for me is to go for a writ of execution on their bank account. Luckily, a bank branch manager has already informed me that they’re fully willing to comply with any legal matters, and that the money would be given to me once they receive court orders via the Sheriff I’m going to send over.
All that hassle to try to rip off a perfectly reasonable tenant. Always paid bills on time, never had a complaint against me, never made any noise, never had any loud guests over, always listened to music only on headphones, etc.
These people are scum. That’s what I get for trying to save a few bucks on rent; you really get what you pay for.