Alkarii wrote:screw getting a guard dog, I want one of those!
Wow, if that wouldn't make me look like a supervillain...
Heh, chillin' like a supervillain!
Back in the Seventies, we had two burglaries about a week apart - something (we think it was the phone ringing) scared them off the first time).
My roommate and i (who'd been my best friend in high school in the mid-Sixties) decided that what we needed was a bear.
You get a bear, you let it have the run of the house, and you don't bother to lock the doors.
Three good things happen:
A) You don't get burglarised.
B) Crime rate overall in the neighbourhood goes down
C) You hardly ever have to buy Purina Bear Chow
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This is the same friend with whom i had the following exchange (and i honestly can't remember who said what, though i sort of feel as if i responded to what he said):
{Points to police car semi-stealthily lurking in the shade of some trees and bushes} "Look. A minion of the law."
"Really? How did ten of them get in that one car?"