My ex wife and I when married, bought our first flat in Stirling, Scotland. It was an old tenement building, the main door off the street led to one flat downstairs (two flats converted into one large one) with a front and back door and upstairs there was our flat and our neighbour's. We both only had one entry door each. We went out food shopping one day and came back to a very large pile of dog shite at our door! We had a kitten, our neighbour had no pets but the neighbour downstairs had a fully grown German Shephard. So it didn't really take a large investigation as to who made the mess! I went downstairs and chapped their back door, the lady answered but refused to believe her dog had done it and said it was our cat! I mean the shite was twice the size of our cat! I said she should really reconsider and come and clean up but she refused. I think she thought because we were young (early 20’s) and they were older (late 30’s) I would be afraid to do anything!

On the landing upstairs where her dog had made the mess, there was a large window which looked down on her back door and kitchen and then the communal back garden, so I scooped the dog shite up in a dustpan, opened the window and launched it all at her door and kitchen windows. Because it was relatively fresh and a nice soft consistency it sprayed nicely upon impact and made a lovely mess over quite a large area!! We never saw or heard much of them after that and her dog never shit outside our door again either! I wasn't caught in the act, but I can't help but think they might have known who threw the dog shite at their door/windows! 😂