So what do you do when their fence falls down? We have good neighbors and bad neighbors. Good neighbors are our age, maybe a couple years younger, and have a daughter about C's age. They are bff's and neighbor gal and I are good friends. It's cool, we drink on the porch and talk over the fence like on tv. A+. Spoiler: Bad neighbors, long story Then there are the bad neighbors. They are The Worst. Both teachers, with two grown kids, one who still lives there with her "friend" who is actually her girlfriend but they're clearly not that ok with it. The have 4 dogs (I think? Used to be 5 but I've only seen 4 lately) that bark constantly. My mom called the cops on them last time she visited they were so annoying. One coon hound, 2 bassets and a chihuahua mix so you can only imagine. The coon hound occasionally jumps up on the hot tub so he can look you almost in the eye in the kitchen (their yard is lower than ours) and bark. And bark and bark and bark. Then they come out and yell and it's worse than the barking. They (he) built a fence a few years ago. The wood sat piled up in their yard all summer and the fence went up over Labor Day weekend. It went up inside the chain link fence, with the shitty side out, so we have to look at his sloppy work (and it's really bad). The fence cuts across the yard in the back about 2/3 of the way back, so to them the yard looks smaller than it is. But we can still see the trash pile in the back 1/3. Literal trash pile. Even though the fence was bad, it was kind of nice to have because we didn't have to look at 2/3 of their yard, plus it did keep the dogs a little quieter. I could walk outside without setting them all off. A couple years ago they put up a pole barn kind of thing right by the fence, right in back of their house. It's so ugly. A couple weeks ago, the fence fell down. The part right outside our kitchen window has been leaning for a while and it just.. fell over. And they have done nothing about it, it's just laying there because they give no fucks. The rest of it is super wavy and not stable, but it's still upright. He caught D outside (hahahaha, sorry babe, I wasn't home to save him) and told him that it wouldn't fall further, something was holding it up. That wasn't true. He also told D that carpenter ants had eaten a beam or something in the garage and that had fallen down. But I've seen no work being done over there. So the place is literally falling/being eaten apart. We feel better about the ants that were in our house - they definitely came from over there! D doesn't get why I care. Because their house is going to fall down, it's already a shitstain on the neighborhood and our property value will plummet. Random story. We put a plastic potting bench out in the trash when my parents moved two years ago and I didn't have any use for it. It's in their backyard. Along with a cracked McDonald's golden arch. Also he invited D inside once like 9 years ago and he reported back that it's Hoarders scary in there. Tldr; should I call the city and turn in our horrible neighbors for their 100% for sure not permitted and totally structurally inadequate fence and pole barn?