Rich Neighbor Built a Fence on My Property and Blocked My Windows While I Was on Vacation — I Taught Him a Perfect Lesson

After a week at the beach, Catherine was furious to find her new neighbor, Jeffrey, had built a massive fence on her property. As a single mom with two young boys, she couldn’t let this injustice slide.

Jeffrey had informed Catherine about the fence plan, claiming the previous owners had agreed to it. Despite her protests, he dismissed her concerns and built the fence, blocking her beautiful view.

Determined to address the issue, Catherine decided on a creative solution. She bought a strong animal attractant spray from a pet store and used it liberally on the fence. The pheromones quickly attracted stray animals, who marked the fence nightly.

The persistent odor drove Jeffrey to extreme measures, but no amount of cleaning could remove the scent. Eventually, the fence came down, and Jeffrey apologized, admitting his mistake. Catherine’s boys were thrilled to have their view restored, and Jeffrey learned to respect his neighbors.

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