Boundaries

The rabid dogs next door have no concept of boundaries. Our newish neighbors moved in and promptly bought two adorable puppies who have now grown into velociraptors. Every time I go to the side of our house on garbage detail, they pound the chain link--offended at my presence. I try to explain that there is a property line, an invisible marker extending from the road, up the hill, and out of sight. By no means should they consider that their eyeline is their domain. They are very disagreeable.