It was in this freshly mown area on the right of the gravel road, where I was planning to install the new doggie deterrent (fence).

Who would believe it?
After spending all those hours (and days) constructing fence panels in the backyard (and neglecting my garden), I arrived down at our property yesterday afternoon with our Suburban loaded.

I had my pepper spray in hand, ready for the usual barking, growling, snarling, snapping charge at my car, but
the dog was no where in sight.
Come to find out, in the space of a week and a half, my neighbor had built
his own fence and even installed a very long gate to keep his canine contained.
What!? That's EXACTLY what I had told him he needed to do after his dog charged at me the last time I was mowing my grass. He told me, in no uncertain terms, that he
wasn't going to
pen up his dog and that
his dog was free to roam wherever it wanted.
Hmmm...I guess he had a change of heart after our
exchange of words, which weren't always pleasant.
Well, arrived with our Suburban loaded with fencing and my posthole digger. With my daughter's help, I unloaded my fence sections and chained them to a 20-year-old cherry tree so they won't "walk away".
That's our camping firepit in the foreground. I moved most of those rocks single-handedly. I was younger, once-upon-a-time.

I did buy some pressure-treated posts in town and some ABS plastic pipe in 12-inch lengths for mounting the posts,
However, now I'm torn between going ahead and installing the fence as planned or rethinking that plan. What to do with all those new fence sections? Maybe I can use them somewhere else on the property (like to surround the garden area?) instead.
I think this calls for two heads and I'll wait for my wife to return from her kayaking trip to decide on our next course of action. We may still need a doggie deterrent, I just don't know for sure. The odious dog didn't bother me once--how NICE! No dog roaming my property. No fresh calling cards.
For now, I've opted to wait and see.
Enjoyed a nice campfire after dark before retiring for the night.

Guess what? There was a deer on my lawn this morning when I got up (8:30 in the morning). [What can you expect? I'm retired and I didn't have a "schedule".] Normally, the neighbor's dog would have chased that deer into the woods and I wouldn't have seen it.
That was nice, a
good thing, seeing that deer. Not a
great thing, because as I was watching the deer and the deer was watching me, she ambled over to my wife's 1-year-old flowering quince and bent down to take a nibble. I clapped my hands and she changed her mind and ambled off down the freshly mowed path I'd made the afternoon before. (Mental note: buy some chicken wire and "fence in" the quince until it gets a little bigger and can handle being munched a bit by the local venison.)
So we drove back home without having installed a single section. Now it's time to take a shower, then maybe watch a movie (The Long Hot Summer) I got from the library on Monday.
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