tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1392929325271530478.post3293520667858592721..comments2023-10-07T03:05:00.027-07:00Comments on Out of the Darkroom: Sometimes It Is the Small StuffM. C. Valadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06301675413866610210noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1392929325271530478.post-88982611879546340022008-05-08T16:09:00.000-07:002008-05-08T16:09:00.000-07:00So far, I haven't caught them back again, which is...So far, I haven't caught them back again, which is just fine with me. If I do, I'll bring the pepper spray home. I find that smell overpowering and it lingers for a long time in the back of my throat if I am anywhere near it.<BR/><BR/>I keep expecting to go home to find that there's graffiti on our wall, which is a light rose color and porous. Or to find trash thrown in the yard.M. C. Valadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06301675413866610210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1392929325271530478.post-75751839720817023142008-05-08T09:44:00.000-07:002008-05-08T09:44:00.000-07:00I can't believe the gall of some people. If I were...I can't believe the gall of some people. If I were you I would probably be a little worried about these guys. They seem to have no fear. Putting up their pictures will only make them mad and revengeful, I think, but won't stop their nonsense. If it were my tree I would have sprayed it with the pepper, at least it will make them think twice about stealing your fruit the next time. As for the wildlife, they know enough not to eat it, I would hope.Grey Horse Mattershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05837575441967937196noreply@blogger.com