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New neighbor didn't like my old fence, so I took it down. About five or six years ago,

I built a fence in my backyard. I talked to my neighbors and we decided on a good place to build

a fence. We knew an approximate property line based on

some survey pins, but we're both too cheap to pay for a surveyor. We shook hands and I built

the fence. It was a great deal for my neighbors. I paid for everything, built the fence, and all they

had to do was give me a thumbs up when it was done. Then a year later, they sold their house. That meant I got

a new neighbor. More specifically, I got Anne. Anne was from the big city. Anne was a real

tour. Anne had flipped eight houses in 12 years. Anne loved this new house and planned on staying

for a long time. And Anne had a dog. Razzie was a German

shepherd mix that spent most of the day outside while Anne went to work. Razzie was aggressive

towards children, animals, insects and any plants that waved in the breeze. Razzie also, as Anne once

told me, loved to chew on furniture.

That's why Razzie stayed outside so much.

About six months after Anne moved in, I saw a surveyor walking around in my neighborhood,

and he was paying special attention to my backyard.

The next day, Anne showed up at my front door with a stack of papers and asked me if I was going to pay

her for the nine inches that my fence was enroaching onto her property. I explained the handshake

deal with the last neighbours, but she was having no part of it. She wanted the fence moved or

she wanted money. No discussions. She had spoken to a lawyer friend and was perfectly happy to take me to court over the fence.

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