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I have great neighbors...
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I lived in a townhouse community once. Everyone had a nice little patch of flowers and plants right off their front porch. I saw the neighbors dog making a deposit once and I kindly knocked on their door, told the young lady what I saw, and asked if they could keep their dog from doing it again. Sure sure she said. All seemed well. Until a few days later I saw the dog make another deposit in my flowers. So I got the plastic shopping bag, scooped it up, and knocked on their door…”Your dog came over again, here ya go” and I handed the deposit bag to her. IDK if she was worried about what would happen the 3rd time but it never happened again.
Stories like this make me glad my nearest neighbor is a half mile down the road.
My dad was the terror on our street. He'd sack up the "deposit," hop on his bicycle and go hand it back. The real result was that not very many people would walk their dogs down our street, which he considered for the best.
O.H.
i lived in an apt complex that required a blood sample for DNA of your dog when you moved in. They would get the DNA of your dog then test it against any poop they found on the grounds. They fined $500 for the 1st 4 times they found your dogs poop that wasn’t picked up and they’d evict you for a 5th offense.
That’s extremely extreme. But, I kinda think that’s a good thing.
It was a very “up scale” kind of place. I stuck out in my wranglers and work boots like a sore thumb.
Not true. You own the land subject to the easement. The owner may do whatever he wants with the land so long as he doesn’t interfere with the underlying utilities or their maintenance. The easement affords no one else the right to trespass on your land, including allowing their pet to defecate there.
I agree and that makes perfect sense - thanks for summarizing that succinctly. The easement also allows the underlying utilities to be maintained / replaced. So if you plant a rose garden in the easement and they replace the sanitary sewer they are not responsible for whatever happens to the rose garden.
Exactly
This gave me a belly laugh.
About 60 years ago, my mother had the same issue. My mother politely informed the dog owner that she was buying a cow.
You could tell the neighbor that you wanted to warn them that you're treating for pests in your yard.
The poison is highly toxic in small amounts, but smells like bacon.
The poison is highly toxic in small amounts, but smells like bacon.
Does one get their deposit back if evicted?
Until recently we lived in a suburban development of large houses with full sidewalks and curbs. It was customary for everyone to walk their dogs in the street, and let them roam on the small strip of easement grass between the curb and sidewalks. They did their business on the streets or that easement strip of grass. All dog owners were required to scoop the poop. And keep their dogs on a leash. I had no issue with this behavior. As long as the poop was scooped and bagged, and taken to the trash receptacle. And the dogs remained on leash. We followed this practice with our dog as well. It was the way it was done.
I had this friendly neighbor that I occasionally had chats and shared beers, etc. We rode motorcycles together a couple of times. He lived maybe 5 houses away. He seemed like a real stand up guy for years. Then one day he was “walking” his dog unleashed, riding his kid’s hoverboard. He stopped to chat. While there, his dog takes a steamer right next to my mailbox. I said “are you going to pick that up?” He said he couldn’t because he didn’t have a bag. I went in the house, got a poop bag, gave it to him, and told him to get his dog’s poop off my lawn. He did. And he never talked to me again. Good riddance.
I had this friendly neighbor that I occasionally had chats and shared beers, etc. We rode motorcycles together a couple of times. He lived maybe 5 houses away. He seemed like a real stand up guy for years. Then one day he was “walking” his dog unleashed, riding his kid’s hoverboard. He stopped to chat. While there, his dog takes a steamer right next to my mailbox. I said “are you going to pick that up?” He said he couldn’t because he didn’t have a bag. I went in the house, got a poop bag, gave it to him, and told him to get his dog’s poop off my lawn. He did. And he never talked to me again. Good riddance.
You know a short leash and blue bags go a long ways.
Most owners need trained.
Most owners need trained.
I found this kinda funny.
The fence installers and I were taking measurements on where to place posts for the gate and fence on Thursday, as they need to be mounted to the existing 3' high brick wall and over the drainage system I had installed because of my inconsiderate neighbors overwatering and the mud constantly flowing across my driveway, and just as I was calling the neighbors inconsiderate I heard their bedroom window shut loudly about 15' from where we were standing.
I'm kinda hoping the next door neighbor's wife complains about the fence installers putting some of their tools on their side of the yard when the fence is getting installed, so I can ask her if they would like to contribute to the fence I am having installed so their trash stays in their yard, not mine. I'm tired my yard of being your trash can, you want a second opinion?
You're fat and ugly.
~doug~
The fence installers and I were taking measurements on where to place posts for the gate and fence on Thursday, as they need to be mounted to the existing 3' high brick wall and over the drainage system I had installed because of my inconsiderate neighbors overwatering and the mud constantly flowing across my driveway, and just as I was calling the neighbors inconsiderate I heard their bedroom window shut loudly about 15' from where we were standing.
I'm kinda hoping the next door neighbor's wife complains about the fence installers putting some of their tools on their side of the yard when the fence is getting installed, so I can ask her if they would like to contribute to the fence I am having installed so their trash stays in their yard, not mine. I'm tired my yard of being your trash can, you want a second opinion?
You're fat and ugly.
~doug~
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