Frustrated by Neighbors' Dogs Ruining His Lawn, This Man Devises a Clever Plan to Teach Them a Lesson

Things changed on Clover Lane after that Saturday. Biscuit was walked on a leash now, and Mrs. Peterson carried a little roll of bags on the handle of it. The terriers stayed on the footpath. Tank moved at the same slow pace as always, but Mr. Garcia now guided him firmly away from Walter’s grass, and one afternoon, he even stopped by and said, “We should have done better. Sorry, Walter.” Walter nodded, said “Thank you, Rafael,” and meant it. It was a real moment, and Walter thought those were often the most useful kind.

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