There are a few things we've got lots of in this neighborhood.
One is swingsets. The backyards that touch ours all have at least one climbing/swinging structure in them. There are so many that it's comical. Appropriately, the next is little boys. There are seven of them living in four houses with adjoining backyards. The last is dogs. In five yards that adjoin ours, there are five dogs and we're not talking about dainty dogs. We're talking about Madeline, a husky, a rottweiler, a german shepherd and a labradoodle.
Here's the problem. Two of those dogs are barkers. I'm not going to name names...but it's the rottie and the german shepherd.
These dogs have nice people, they have nice little boys and they have nice swingsets but heaven help me, if I have to keep listening to them at 10 p.m. and keep calming Thomas after he's been woken by one, they're going to find out that I'm actually bringing the neighborhood down on the niceness scale.