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Originally Posted by Enoch Root
Okay, now I'm a bit pissed. First, I chuckled in disbelief. But I couldn't let it go. So I said "get off of my ####ing lawn!" And they both looked at me again, and then waited for their little monsters to finish their business. Then slowly started making their way to the park. No baggies.
The next year I removed all the grass on my property.
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The problem here is that they know where you live, so if you pepper spray them in the face, you'll get in trouble.
One option would be to surreptitiously follow them back to wherever they live, and make a note of the address. Then find every friend you have with a dog, go to their house with an army of pooches, and turn their yard into a mess. Hell, maybe a CP jihad would be in order.
I can't help though, my cat doesn't do leashes.