The Pool Party Fiasco: You Won’t Believe What Happened Next Door!

Defending the Deep End

The next morning, Greg took a long look at his pool, bathed in sunlight. What he saw made his blood boil—a brand-new scratch tearing right through the pool’s lining, a mirror image of the damage from before. This was the last straw. That rascal of a dog was at it again, no doubt about it.

All his warnings? Ignored, as if he was talking to the wind. Frustration was eating him alive. Greg was ready to make a move. Maybe a camera to catch the action, or a serious talk with the dog’s owner with proof in hand. Whatever he needed to do, the man was all in.

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