Neighbor Feud? Really?

So I think I've written about my awesome neighbor before...she and her family live right next door, and we've gotten pretty close over the last couple years.  She looks out for me a whole lot when Joe is gone, and I try to return the favor, though it's hard for one to do for four what four did for one.  Anyhow.  We've gotten along quite well.  Until now.  It's a dog issue, and thankfully, not my dogs.  See, in the summer time, they go out to their lake house for the weekend and leave their dogs at home.  It's not that big of a deal since they're outside dogs, though I still feel bad that they're totally left behind all the time.  Anyway. 

The real issue I have is that after they're gone for the weekend, I get a text asking me to check on the dogs...food, water, or if there's a storm, see if the dogs have gotten out (they're afraid of thunder and immediately break out of the gate).  It's been every weekend for the last couple weeks.  Now, here and there it's not that big of a deal, but lately we are super busy.  Plus, not only do I feel like an afterthought when I'm not asked ahead of time, I'm big and pregnant, so I end up asking my husband (whose only free time to do what I need him to get done is on the weekend) to do it.  She just assumes we'll be home and able to check on them, and that's starting to grate on me.  Also, this past weekend, the dogs came over to our house after a little bit of thunder while we were trying to work in the garage on the damn dresser for our kid's room.  We put them back in their pin, and they got right back out.  And of course them hanging out in our garage made our dogs go nuts in the house.  Can they play together?  No, because their male attacks Dexter.  No good.  So I got pissed off about that but politely let the neighbors know what had happened.  After the fact all she really said was sorry and that she's tired of them too.  Uh, okay.  So we ended up stopping working in our garage because we had to shut the door to keep the dogs out which made it stifling.  Whatever, I was pissed, but moved on.

That brings us to today.  I was trying to clean the damn house for the mother-in-law visit starting tomorrow, when Dexter started barking toward the garage.  I looked out there, and those damn dogs were in my garage (I keep the door open for ventilation on these hot days).  One had pulled some trash out (my bag where I dump the vacuum contents) and was eating and spilling it.  I was hot about that and went screaming after them, successfully running them off in record time.  After I cleaned up the small mess, I texted my neighbor (since she was at work) to let her know.  I also tried to call her daughter to let her know.  A couple hours later I get the same thing as usual from the neighbor that she's sorry and that she's frustrated too, but then she tells me (via text) to call the pound if they keep bothering me.  What??  Dude, I'm not doing that, especially knowing that it's a kill shelter.  Fuck man, just take care of your damn dogs!  She did send her kids over to clean up...but as it was much later, I already had. 

So the texts continued for a bit, where I told her I liked her dogs and did not want them to be killed, so I would not be calling the pound.  I also told her I loved the fam and didn't want to seem hateful.  I did suggest that she place a free craigslist ad to help find them new homes since that seemed to be her goal...and she has joked about getting rid of them many times in the past.  She responded that the dogs would freak out with new owners, and her kids would freak out without the dogs.  Again, there was no solution from her end, and I got frustrated, so I wrote back that I guess they'll just have to find a way to keep them.  And then I added that we're getting busier and busier and will not be able to continue to check on the dogs every weekend.  I even damn apologized for it.  She never responded.

There are three key issues for me in this whole situation:  1)  I don't like being indebted to people because I feel like there is an underlying expectation for you to be at their beck and call.  2)  My dogs are like family, and I cannot imagine leaving them every weekend.  3)  She doesn't come up with a solution for her dogs.  Just says she's sorry and that she's tired of them too - feels the same way I do.  This last one is particularly frustrating because I feel it's a cop out.  They are your dogs, so you must be responsible for them and find a way to solve the dog problem.  My dogs don't require being checked on every weekend, nor do they break out and bother people.  I just expect the same courtesy, and not to be told to "just call the pound."  What do you think?  Am I wrong here?  Or just an asshole?  Does it matter that she's done a lot for me in the past, and now I'm not just putting up with the doggy bullshit?