I have strung the fishing line. Only had enough to go across three places. Two of the are at chest level. The third line I came up short on and had to tie it down lower then I wanted. All I want is for them to realize that I know that they are there and I don't want them coming around. I want them gone.
Later still,. . .re-taped the shed door (the trespassers had slipped in the sprinkler trench in front of the door and had grabbed the shed door to catch themselves and broken the top attachment on the right side), and oh, yes, they have rearranged the insides very nicely, while stealing one of Daddy's car ramps, and Crystal's mattress. Can't tell about anything else.
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