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Neighbour stole my doggy's doodoo (1 Viewer)

I'm one of those types of snobby, disrespectful neighbors too, so I can understand where he's coming from.  Just a couple of weeks ago I had to go to my next-door neighbors to tell them that their dead dog laying on the hill had been irritating my sensitive nostrils for the past three days while trying to enjoy my back patio.

 
Kind of "crappy" for what your neighbor did. Maybe you just take your dog's business over to him and tell him you are saving him a trip over to your house.

 
Is it possible your neighbor has a compost for gardening... or are you certain it went into his trash? It's not recommended as a compost, but could explain better than any other reason that comes to mind.

 
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If I were watching this "transaction" take place I would assume you were dealing drugs to the old guy across the street.
he's a pear shaped 60 something that waddles in his oversized nike air monarchs. trust me, you wouldn't (im also not knocking him w thay description, that's my goal in life)

 
Everything about this is perplexing.  The pre-trash poop storage barrel.  The placement of the poop storage barrel on the front porch.  Why your neighbor took all the poop and put it in his trash can.  You referring to him disposing of the poop as stealing.  You and your wife getting upset over him disposing of your trash.

 
I'm one of those types of snobby, disrespectful neighbors too, so I can understand where he's coming from.  Just a couple of weeks ago I had to go to my next-door neighbors to tell them that their dead dog laying on the hill had been irritating my sensitive nostrils for the past three days while trying to enjoy my back patio.
WTF? Is this real? 

 
1) Maybe he is trying to clone your dog and needs the DNA?

2) Just go poop in his garbage can and cut out all the other steps.  Will cut your water bill down as well.

-QG

 
Here is how I handled a neighbor dispute one time. My son was in middle school and was walking home from the bus stop and noticed a capped PVC pipe in the corner of the grass where the driveway met the sidewalk at this house a couple doors down. Curious what it was he took the top off and looked down inside. old lady comes out the front door and yells at him "THAT IS NOT YOURS! DON'T TOUCH THAT!" He proceeds to get shaken, apologizes and put the cap on. 20 minutes later the police show up due to a complaint. They talked to my son and told him not to touch other people's property. When I get home I find out about this and I'm like WTF? Seriously called the cops over that?? Come on son. Let's go talk to the lady. Told my son to apologize again to the lady and to go home when I said to. We went over, he apologized again and then left. The lady and I had a conversation that was very civil from me. I told her my name, my wife's name, that I had 3 kids, lived 3 doors down from you since 2004... etc. If there is ever a problem with any of my kids, please come to me and we will handle it. No need to get the cops involved over an 11 year old. She wasn't very receptive, but whatever. My point was made, politely and life went on.

Fast forward 10 years. My oldest son buys a house on the street across from these neighbors. He is dealing with a bee infestation in his shed and the neighbor guy comes over and offers him advice. They get talking and my son tells him who he is. The neighbor "Chuck" says to him... "OH! I KNOW YOUR BROTHER. I had to set him straight a few years back when he was messing with my drainage system. Had to handle that boy..." I come over to talk to my oldest about his bee problem and he relays the story to me. I'm like 'Oh REALLY? He HANDLED your brother? His wife called the cops and she was the one who talked with me. CHUCK didn't do crap!"

At this point I looked across the street and saw Chuck milling around in his yard. I may have overreacted... "#### YOU CHUCK! DON'T TALK TO MY KIDS AGAIN. SERIOUSLY. #### YOU CHUCK!" From that point on every time I would see him outside I would just look at him and say "#### you Chuck."  :lmao:
 

To summarize, there is a good way to handle things and a not so good way to handle things. Having a polite conversation is probably the right way to handle it. Or you can handle things like the 2nd approach. Which is not the right way to do it.

 
WTF? Is this real? 
Yep.  I kept smelling something over a couple of days that I couldn't pinpoint.  I walked around my yard trying to figure out where it was coming from.  It would come and go and I couldn't really get a bead on it.  Finally the third day it occured to me that it smelled like something dead, so I started looking again, in the bushes, etc. wondering if someone played a prank on me or something.  I finally realized that it was the wind blowing that was making it come and go, so I put my nose to the wind and then saw the dog laying on the hill in my next door neighbor's yard in the taller grass. I walked up there to verify and saw the dog, along with a partially dug hole behind these tall bushes.  The next day I saw the older lady who lives there sitting on her back patio so I walked over there and asked if she knew her dog was laying dead on the hill.  She said "yeah, my son buried him on the hill real deep a month ago."  It took her a while to understand what I was saying, but I finally got the point across that the dog was laying on the hill, dead.  Not buried.  I guess they took care of it because later in the day it was gone.

 
Yep.  I kept smelling something over a couple of days that I couldn't pinpoint.  I walked around my yard trying to figure out where it was coming from.  It would come and go and I couldn't really get a bead on it.  Finally the third day it occured to me that it smelled like something dead, so I started looking again, in the bushes, etc. wondering if someone played a prank on me or something.  I finally realized that it was the wind blowing that was making it come and go, so I put my nose to the wind and then saw the dog laying on the hill in my next door neighbor's yard in the taller grass. I walked up there to verify and saw the dog, along with a partially dug hole behind these tall bushes.  The next day I saw the older lady who lives there sitting on her back patio so I walked over there and asked if she knew her dog was laying dead on the hill.  She said "yeah, my son buried him on the hill real deep a month ago."  It took her a while to understand what I was saying, but I finally got the point across that the dog was laying on the hill, dead.  Not buried.  I guess they took care of it because later in the day it was gone.


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You seriously made a planter for dog #### and placed it at your front steps???
:lol:  nah, it's basically a large lawn ornament... it's an ex-wine barrel (this is wine country)... and like I said, at standing level you cannot see INTO the barrel (im nearly 6ft4, so I know for sure you cant).. only because the fella across the street has a raised front patio/porch, I assume he POSSIBLY can.... but he's definitely seen us throw a bag in there... just as much as he's seen us remove them every 2-3 days. 

 
I think I'm on your side here Soulfly. I'd be irritated. If he spies on you enough to have your strange poop dealings mapped out, he surely knew your wife was home too. And that you were not. I'd find it irritating simply because he did it knowing that, along with the other reasons.

I also would've been irritated by the lawn mowing thing a few years back.

But I might be becoming an old curmudgeon. 

 
I think I'm on your side here Soulfly. I'd be irritated. If he spies on you enough to have your strange poop dealings mapped out, he surely knew your wife was home too. And that you were not. I'd find it irritating simply because he did it knowing that, along with the other reasons.

I also would've been irritated by the lawn mowing thing a few years back.

But I might be becoming an old curmudgeon. 
these are small gripes, you know... and I never would have noticed if the wife didnt tell me about this one. and that's why she's so salty... because he did it when i left for work. she takes it as a lack of respect for her. me, i just find it weird and somewhat creepy and he should mind his own business.

the lawn thing will always bother me (fyi, this is same town, totally different neighbourhood)

in the end, i guess i should be thankful for always having "good" neighbours... and i am... but just mind your own damn business and worry about your own crib. 

not sure how thrilled he'd be if i walked over and took down his monster birdfeeders that are attracting unwanted raccoons at night.

 
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Shoot the lock off your wallet and treat your wife to a show at the Shaw Festival, have dinner at Trius and spend the day at Mississauga Beach.

 

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