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“Goddamn it, Charlie!” Frank yelled, staring at the muddy paw prints on his deck. Charlie, the golden doodle, was a repeat offender. Frank had tried everything.

He decided he needed a long drive. He needed to clear his head. He drove to the local pet store.

He bought a large bag of dog treats. He drove back home and went into his garage. The treats would serve their purpose. He spent the evening creating a hidden network of traps. He worked quickly and efficiently, his face grim. The next morning, Charlie avoided Frank’s yard.