My Neighbor Repainted My Car Pink, but I Had No Proof – Karma Struck Her the Very Next Day

accidentally left one of her packages on my porch, I walked it over to her without giving it a second thought.

Then her  dog discovered my flower beds.

The first time, I assumed it was an accident.

I came home from work and found several flowers torn from the ground, dirt scattered across the walkway, and paw prints all through the mulch.

I knocked on Denise’s door.

“Hey, I think your dog got into my flower bed.”

She glanced toward my yard and shrugged.

“He’s a dog, Christine.  Dogs dig.”

I waited for an apology.

It never came.

She acted as though I had complained about the weather.

So I cleaned everything up myself.

Then it happened again.

The second time, I was more irritated.

The third time, nearly an entire section of the garden was destroyed.