There must be a book or TV series in this somewhere!  Annoying to live through at the time, but perhaps a lucrative experience down the road. ;)

He can not legally do a thing with out your permission. If he does the cost to undo and fix it is his. Tell him that. And if he doesn’t listen, give me his phone number and I will personally remind him of the papers he signed! This is really starting to piss me off. I can only imagine what it is doing to you! But I also know you well enough, don’t budge an inch on this!

Ya, and it would be titled “How my best friend screwed me when she sold her house to a bunch of idiots” I could also come up with a few more if you would like!

That one will do nicely.

So yes, I discovered the gaping hole where the fence usta was with coffee in one hand and Terry’s tail in the other. Glad I opened my eyes wide enough to notice it before she went flying off the deck.

Banged on Mark’s door and when he opened it, he looked past me and groaned at the conspicuous lack of something out there.

I was ready for pitched battle, but Mark said he’d talk with the landlord. “I’m used to this,” he said. “Been this way ever since we moved here.”

So he called the landlord while I stood there. Interesting conversation. “Well don’t you think you should have discussed it with her first?” among other choice nuggets.

Gist of the matter is that the landlord suddenly discovered paydirt. Lots and lots of just the right fencing. Enough to do the whole danged place and a few others if anyone is interested.

With a small qualifier....he only has three sections in hand. He’s having the rest made tomorrow at the local fence place.

He says.

I’m furious for all the good that does me.

And meanwhile, Amanda and Mark both asked almost at the same time, “What about Terry? Is she going to be okay going out without the rest of the fence?”

Well...no. I’ll have to take her out on her leash. Which isn’t the end of the world, naturally.

But one sort of expects that when one goes to bed with a dog safe yard, one will wake up to same.

So really, things would have actually been better had I just agreed to replacing the first three sections of stockade fence with the new picket. At least I’d have a whole stinkin’ fence today.

I dunno. The whole thing is just so screwy that I’m completely flumoxed. And no I’m not suing anyone or consulting with any attorneys over it.

I just want the damned fence replaced.

LOL, I just meant to remind him! And don’t let him get away with it being down for more than a day or two at most. He should have waited to take it down until he was ready to put another one up. If he waits longer than a day or so, call him and just politely tell him if its not up in 24 hours that you will have to call someone to fix it, and he will owe half the money! he should not have done that. Remind him you have dogs!

Now give me one good reason why I’d call him to tell him that I was doing anything? He likes surprises!