
When i lived in council flats, we had a big communal garden, and several of my less than friendly (but dog owning) neighbours used to chuck the remains of any meat they could in the garden. I was permanently chasing one of my old dogs around the garden, trying to remove chop bones chicken carcasses from her mouth. And, irritatingly, she was the kind of dog that swallows first, and questions the edibility of an item later.
I finally remedied this though. After xmas, i saved up the most disgusting of the bones and food waste i could remove from the dogs, plus the vomit from the dogs puking up the bones, in black bin liners. Then i returned it liberally to the front doors of the flats responsible.
(i must point out here, my neighbours hated me anyway, so it really didnt matter!).
Suprisingly, it didnt happen again, since the ringleaders Jack Russel ate a bone, and had to be taken to the vets to have it removed!
(that was the only thing i was sorry about!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Emma