Another fucking poop bomb.
I am LIVID.
It was in another section of the yard too, and whoever put it there had to come into our yard to do so. That really takes crazy to a whole nother level.
It's 8:00 a.m. and I feel like my whole day is ruined because I'm so angry about this. I have been militant about making sure the dogs are tied to their stakes while they are out and that their lines aren't long enough to reach anyone else's yard.
Mr. Ashley is going to confront the suspect again when he gets home (I think it has to be the neighbor's husband) and now that trespassing is involved, her "sending a message" to the offender is no longer satisfactory.