We had *two* spates of city scum breaking into buildings and cars for miles around.
They hit my neighbor's garage, *twice*, just 30 feet from my front fence.
Despite my car being unlocked with an iPad, iPhone and two iPods on the front seat, they passed us by.
The second time they came around, the dogs started up around 3am and I simply walked out and kicked the front door open for the boy.
He hit the fence, in a rage and I heard footsteps running up the dark ridge, dead leaves crunching.
Dog was angry and disappointed.
My signage is barbaric AF. :D
Well, in my case, it was probably some NCO and a clip-board bearing flunky, inspecting rooms. Still.... Having put up with that kind of crap is probably why I have a problem with the door-to-door vax idiots.
After the illicit cat was discovered, I got called into the Section Commander’s office. “Airman gundog...I’ve just heard some alarming news. You’ve got a cat in your dorm room.” I’m like...um...that’s all? Good deal.
A friend had someone get into his house. The dogs took off after them. He called the cops and told them where they went. They wanted to know how he knew. He said he could hear them yelling two blocks away. The cops thought that was pretty funny.