Tue Jun 6 15:12:32 PDT 2006

Fencing with the Neighbors

Good fences make good neighbors. Bad fences, on the other hand...

I live in a neighborhood where everyone has boundary fences, and most of them were built thirty years ago when the housing development was new. As you can imagine, a thirty year old wooden fence has long outlived its intended structural life, but none of the neighbors really want to deal with fixing them.

Yesterday, one of my neighbors came over to hammer violently on my door. Apparently, some of the rotten wooden pickets between our yards had given way, and Glindy, Spencer, and Benny were running around exploring my neighbor's back yard.

The good news is that the dogs all came when I called, and the neighbor nailed the rotten wooden pickets back in place. The bad news is that this neighbor is terrified of dogs, especially dogs Glindy's size. So, needless to say, we need to take steps to ensure this doesn't happen again.

This, of course, raises all kinds of problems. Boundary fences--and dogs--make for a few weird points of law. By law, I'm required to "contain my dogs." But my neighbors and I are equally required to maintain, repair, and replace common fencing. Since we own the fence in common, I can't simply take unilateral action except in very certain circumstances.

In practice, what this means is that my neighbors are all likely to try to shift the entire burden of repairing this ancient and dilapidated fence onto me, all the while trying to tell me what kind of fence I can replace it with, and what materials will meet their personal stylistic approval.

This is further complicated by the fact that I have four neighbors who share this boundary fence. Getting five households to agree to anything, much less agreeing to split costs fairly, is going to be a challenge.

I have to fix the fence in short order, whether my neighbors cooperate or not. So, I'm hitting the law books. If necessary, I'll fix the fence and then sue my neighbors to recover their part of the costs. I just think it would be so much nicer if they lived up to their responsibilities as well, instead of laying it all on me simply because I have dogs. *sigh*

Posted by Todd A. Jacobs | Permalink