We had a female we wanted to breed, so we let her come into heat.
Looked out, and in the middle of our fenced in, electrified back yard, the neighbor's black lab was doing the nasty with our dog. I knew the dog, and he was a good dog, doing what dogs do. So I called animal control, and was told they don't work weekends. Then I called the popo. The dog ran loose all the time, again not the dog's fault.
In the meantime, the owner showed up, said he was going to get his dog, that was still inside our locked fenced in back yard. I told him that as far as I was concerned that was a home invasion, I'd feel threatened by such behavior, and I'd shoot his ***. I was w-a-a-a-a-ay beyond pissed because we had been waiting two years to breed our dog.
PoPo finally showed up, said I had to give him his dog back. I said "dog is my backyard, I don't have to give him to anyone." PoPo told neighbor that he (LEO) had no reason to go into backyard, and that neighbor had been told not to enter, so he had no right to. He (LEO) asked if i had threatened neighbor, and I said no, I just told him I'd shoot him if he came into the backyard, and that was a promise, not a threat.
Here's what's funny, the animal control that couldn't show up when I called, finally showed up when the cop put in a call. Here's what's funnier - when animal control showed up, he called the dog by his name, the dog followed the animal control officer to the "pokey wagon" and hopped up in the front seat, The dog and animal control were on a first name basis.
As I say, I was about to have an apoplectic fit, the only thing that kept me from getting crossed up with the LEO was that I was standing in my own backyard. Dadgummed, I was pissed.
Oh man, oh ho man, I'd have turned all kinds of colors, lol.

