Knocked on the door & asked the kid if his parents were home. He said his Mom was home & she came to the door. I thouroughly explained the situation in an extremely calm manner. She replied by saying that her dog doesn't run free through the neighborhood at any time.
Well, before she could finish the sentence, the big black beast had come up the steps & was breathing on the back of my legs. With an amazing look on her face she said, "Now how did he get out?"
Everyone in the neighborhood has been complaining about this dog but no one has mentioned it to the Owner's. So...I'm gonna give them the benefit of the doubt & allow them 7 days to correct this problem. If he turns my trash over one more time I'm gonna turn the other cheek & let it slide. But if it happens once more after that I'm gonna let the Owner's know that if he comes again & is caught..."ROCK-A-BYE, BABY!
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