Reverend Blair said:
As long as he doesn't crap out there, he's welcome to run around like an idiot. The yard is hard enough to clean up already.
If
Vanni does happen to crap in your yard, please do not attempt to clean it up by borrowing his snow blower.
Trying to explain how frozen faeces got fired though your neighbour's picture window with sufficient velocity to embed it in his plaster will rapidly become enervating.
Reverend Blair said:
. . . Perhaps if Vanni were to run around the backyard, the neurotic and formerly abused dog would take a liking to him and leave the senile deaf dog alone. The senile deaf dog would then go to sleep, which is all she really excels at these days, instead of trying to sit on my lap.
Properly applied, a shotgun would probably remedy your difficulties with the neurotic and formerly abused dog, the senile dog and possibly even
Vanni.
As a habit, I do not ordinarily recommend either fisticuffs or firearms as problem solving tools, but there are times when a rational response is neither satisfying nor sensible.