Had a neighbour who generally wasn’t fit for pets. Whoever gave her a first dog to live in her tuna can of a smoker’s apartment ought to be sued for cruelty. Whoever gave her a second one should be forced to live with the lot.

One or her dogs didn’t get along with the other. No clue why or what she tried, but I’m inclined to assume “nothing” and it sure didn’t work. Poor thing got locked out on the balcony instead. Whole neighbourhood got to hear his persistent cries of dismay. You’d think he’d accept his fate, but no, he’d bark hours on end. The hag had the nerve to be pissed at noise complaints too. Don’t recall if he was taken from her or found some other end, but I think it stopped eventually.