It would be wrong for me to rant on Facebook since I wouldn't want to hurt the feelings of the humans who live next door and own the dog. Oh, Buddy is fed and Buddy has a house ... outside ... all the time. Outside is where Buddy lives in loneliness, so each time I carry my Trudy out to go potty, I take treats for Buddy and go visit him. Pat him on the head, scratch him behind his ears, under his chin, and talk to him. He loves it. He craves it. And now when I go outside, he perks up and runs to the fence for a visit. When he was a puppy, he was able to get through the fence and came over here every chance he had. We were constantly calling them to come get the dog. It didn't do any good to put him over the fence because he crawled right back through. Now he's too large.
A couple of days ago, after putting Trudy out, I went to the kitchen, and when I came back to get her I couldn't believe my eyes! Trudy had walked right through the fence. In all the 13 years we have lived here, that is the first time ever! So I faced the dilemma of getting her back. Climbing over the fence wasn't an option I wanted, so I called the neighbors who kindly let me through their house to the back yard. I will spare you all the details of the muck I had to tiptoe around in the back yard and the added complication of Buddy jumping all over me throughout my brief visit and wanting to go with me. He broke through the back door to chase me through their house to the front door leaving some muddy tracks.
Next morning I went to Home Depot to buy a short stretch of some kind of fence to put along ours to keep that from happening again. I chose a plastic 3 x 15 foot fence designed to keep rabbits and other critters out, and we strung it up and tied it to our fence.
Afterwards I went in the house to put away my tools and then went out to view my handiwork and WHAT? What happened? The fence has disappeared. A peek across the yard revealed Buddy running around the back yard with his new toy. My fence. Ugh!!!! Now what to do?