So I called.
"It's almost eleven o'clock and your poodles are yapping. And yapping. And yapping. Again. If you leave them home alone, could you please shut them IN the house where we won't hear them. Thanks."
And magically, minutes later, the yapping stopped.
On the one hand, thank you for dealing with the problem.
On the other hand...
That means she was home.
Listening to hear dogs yap at 11pm,
doing nothing about it,
until I called to complain.
Y'know, when I was growing up, one of my mom's favorite phrases was Be considerate. Consider other people.
I'm telling' ya, it's a lost art.