I just have to post this as an example on great neighbour relations, this is what happened to me today. I was on my way home from a student meeting this afternoon, and my mom and pops decided to come visit. Now, we live in two rooms and a small kitchen -type of student apartments set in small one-floor buildings surrounding a inner courtyard if you like, where there's grass and some bushes in the center. So, I was carrying heavy bags of groceries my parents bought me and while cutting across the grass failed to notice a doggie-doo on which I naturally first stepped on, then proceeded to march right in the kitchen to drop off the bags. Hey, where did that mud come from.. oh no.. Add some F-words here. Well, nothing to do but clean up. I pulled out some dishwash and the carpets look decent again, but I didn't feel like scraping the turd off my shoe, so I deposited the shoe on the front porch and forgot about it. Couple hours later, I head enthusiastic barking of a dog and headed out to the door, just to see my girl next door emerging from her flat with his young labbie. The exchange of words follows: -(me mustering my friendliest, cheeriest expression) "Hey there! Nice doggie, you've been taking it out 'round here?" -"Sorry?" -"Taking your doggie out around the yard?" -"Yeah, but I've been trying to clean 'em.." -(with the happiest voice you've ever heard, she probably thought I enjoy smoking the stuff or something)"Yup, I have couple of carpets covered in dog **** here!" -"Couple of carpets?" -"Mm-hmm! Well, those I can take care of myself, but would you clean this shoe up for me?" -"Oh! Well.. I guess. Of course." -"Right, well no worries, just return it here when you're done, m'kay?" -"Yeah, ok, no problem." So, I hope rubbing the stuff off my shoe will teach her something about how to properly clean up after her beast - the most elegant part being that I didn't even have to bitch about taking the dog out on my lawn! Success!