What can I tell you? Not much, that's for sure. The neighbours do not want a fence because they are going to sell their house. How damn difficult is this all proving to be?!!!! I cannot stand it. We try to do the right thing all the time and get our faces spat on. I am sick of being nice. I think only the bastards of the world get what they want. Maybe they will go to hell at the end of it all and spend eternity in vats of boiling oil screaming their lungs out. One can only hope.
Meanwhile, sad little me still spends time searching the websites of dog pounds and the like.
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