The fellow next door is the local dentist, and I think I have spoken to him around ten times in the eleven years since I bought the house. I even let him use my yard as a staging area once for a project he doing, and the thanks I got was that they cut down a couple of my Azelea's and damaged the fence.

I never complained about his two dogs, that have ruined my clothes by jumping on me when they sometimes come over to poop in my yard because they don't allow the dogs in the manicured grass they have, they only allow the dogs in the driveway or in the garage. They let them roam free and poop all over the hood. I never complained when his little monster brats threw orange halves at my head and on the hood of my Jeep from the treehouse next to my garage.

I agree with Med, the moment I ***** about something, he is going to make sure that his dogs poop in my yard or worse. I have to live next to this guy, why piss him off? The best thing to do is kill them with kindness, unless they do something really bad.