My Neighbors Kept Throwing Their Dogs’ Poop in Our Garden – My Revenge on Them Was the ToughestThere are moments when you just have to put up your guard, and that’s precisely what happened to me. This is the tale of how I transformed from the easygoing neighbor to a person who delivered justice with a dash of extra flavor.Let me begin by introducing myself. My name is Mandy, and I don’t tend to harbor resentment. I’m a strong proponent of “live and let live,” the type of person who would rather maintain harmony than worry about little matters. I reside in a modest, serene suburban community. You know the kind where you can leave your doors unlocked without thinking twice and everyone waves at each other in the morning. It is an ideal environment for me to raise my two children.There is a sweet small garden in front of our house, complete with a white picket fence—the whole thing, actually. Even paradise, no matter how perfect it seems, can have its share of thorns.
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