We have been diligently doing our neighborly duty every morning now. No more tresspasser sightings. The dogs have been working on their macrame - or that's what it seems like after tangling and untangling their leashes a gazillion times.
I would usually let Scrappy run (relative term at his age) off leash, but we were heading back and once he gets his 'home' in his vision, he does not look right or left. Kids.