Excuse my french.I went out to my lanrduy room this morning, which is sort of an addendum to my garage. I get my kid some clean socks and hear through my garage door at 7 in the morning a moody, Hey, fuck you I don't know who was right on the other side of my garage door (It's pretty near the street) but obviously the day hadn't started very well for him.I wonder if it was the same guy I caught allowing his dog to water my lawn. The dog was wearing a sherpa and leather coat. It would have been funny had I turned on the hose, because that's what I do to dissuade other dogs from messing on my lawn.