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And I thought it was annoying when the neighbor dog came over and stole socks/underwear/stuffed animals. I feel lucky. Though the huge-arse dog from down the road likes to trot over, scare the crap out of me, eat my leftovers, and pee on my flowers. He almost ate the little neighbor dog one day -- I had to kick him, and I'm not a dog kicker. After seeing that, I'm scared of him, so I always give him food so he goes away. I never notice mowing, though. Maybe I'm a heavy sleeper.
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