Oh believe me ... a million different get even, things has gone through my mind...
And ,wouldn't ya know twice yesterday , on our walks, Bailey went in his yard,,, ( of all places) Im so tempted to throw my full baggies on his porch to prove to him that I pick it up! Or the ol " light the bag-o-poop on fire on his porch! LOL- My luck his house would catch fire,, then I'd be a pyro!
Or, maybe just get a nice bucket full of my dads german shephards poop and dump it in his yard...
he be thrilled to have one of Baileys little toosierolls, compared to that!
Oh, then on Sun. night we come around the corner and there he is, he looks at me looks away and NEver looks back,, So maybe he was just having a REALLY bad day on Sat.??
My other neighbor said, He drinks and was probably drunk, when he did it!
