Dear Prudence,
My husband and I are retired, and we were enjoying our lives until our next-door neighbors moved away and a couple with three beagles moved in. These dogs bark practically 24 hours a day. Asking the neighbors to control their dogs has earned us nothing but being cursed out and having the door slammed in our face. Our complaints to the city have just resulted in a few citations that obviously have had no impact.
At this point, my husband and I could not sell our house to move away, even if we wanted to; no one would buy a house that sounds like it’s next to a dog kennel. My husband has gotten to the point where he says he’s ready to lace some raw hamburger meat with chocolate and raisins and throw it over their fence. Ordinarily, I would be appalled, but the endless barking has gotten to the point where I’ve developed hypertension that I’ve never had before. Assuming he’s serious, do I have permission to look the other way?