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Get Off Your Lawn!
You are in my dog’s territory
I have the rudest neighbors ever. They seem to think they can walk around their yards whenever they want.
They don’t even ask for permission.
Yesterday, as I walked my two dogs down the sidewalk, my neighbor was in her front yard.
I know, it’s unbelievable. I was shocked at her rudeness, too. Mr. Joe barked emphatically in her direction, but she seemed not to understand why.
“You’re in my dog’s territory, you know,” I said to her. I kept him tightly leashed and he yapped like mad. My other dog, Cashew, was silent and sweet as always. She leaves all the work to Mr. Joe.
“This whole neighborhood belongs to Mr. Joe. Including this yard that you pay taxes on,” I pointedly said, and she laughed.
Mr. Joe does not consider this a laughing matter.
What if you were a king, just trying to run a tight kingdom for a living, and a neighboring king marched into your territory? You wouldn’t put up with it. You would say, “OK, Buddy. You want war? You got war.”
And then you’d bark at him. Or whatever.
Joe knows where every dog in our neighborhood lives. He marches along on his short…
