Woke up to a man sleeping in my yard

[Anonymous]

How did you vote OP?

[Anonymous]

Like anything else you need a layered defense strategy. I would start with a moat. Followed by a laser alarm at the perimeter should they clear the moat. Would activate flood lights and wake the Dobermans. Should the intruder make it past the dogs deploy flash bangs to disorient the intruder and wake the neighbors. If that doesn’t stop them then use gun as they are entering your home. Will most likely have witnesses by then and would be easy self defense case if intruder continued through deterrent gauntlet to your home since you would be in imminent fear of great bodily harm or death.

[Anonymous]

I’m curious what the disgusting evidence is and why you won’t mention what it is. I assume it’s poop, however, if it’s evidence of sexual things then that would concern me a lot more. I’d probably get motion activated lights and a camera. Neither one need a landlord.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I’m curious what the disgusting evidence is and why you won’t mention what it is. I assume it’s poop, however, if it’s evidence of sexual things then that would concern me a lot more. I’d probably get motion activated lights and a camera. Neither one need a landlord.

+1

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:He's probably been doing this for a while and you never noticed. Just make sure your doors are locked.

This is what the police think, based on the evidence they found. (It’s gross and I won’t be sharing it.) I get up later on Fridays, then it was the weekend.

Do you not do yard work back there? Mow, etc?

[Anonymous]

This makes me think of cucumber guy. Blech

[Anonymous]

When I first moved to the area 25 years ago, I lived in those garden apartments near Pershing and Glebe in Arlington. I went out one night and got pretty drunk. After getting dropped off, I couldn't find my apartment. I ended up sleeping under a tree in someone's yard.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When I first moved to the area 25 years ago, I lived in those garden apartments near Pershing and Glebe in Arlington. I went out one night and got pretty drunk. After getting dropped off, I couldn't find my apartment. I ended up sleeping under a tree in someone's yard.

I’ve been pretty f’ing drunk. I’ve even been pretty f’ing drunk in unfamiliar places, but I can’t imagine being so drunk that I can’t find my house/hotel. Like wow.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When I first moved to the area 25 years ago, I lived in those garden apartments near Pershing and Glebe in Arlington. I went out one night and got pretty drunk. After getting dropped off, I couldn't find my apartment. I ended up sleeping under a tree in someone's yard.

I’ve been pretty f’ing drunk. I’ve even been pretty f’ing drunk in unfamiliar places, but I can’t imagine being so drunk that I can’t find my house/hotel. Like wow.

Oh I have worse stories than that.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:How did you vote OP?

By mail.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:He's probably been doing this for a while and you never noticed. Just make sure your doors are locked.

This is what the police think, based on the evidence they found. (It’s gross and I won’t be sharing it.) I get up later on Fridays, then it was the weekend.

Do you not do yard work back there? Mow, etc?

Probably not since she rents.

[Anonymous]

A lazy Democrat upset.

Again.

[Anonymous]

I'd get a ring camera and a sprinkler. Should take care of it.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:This makes me think of cucumber guy. Blech

Is this a burgandy washcloth type of reference?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Poor man.

No... he's not a "poor man." He is someone who either should have gotten himself to a shelter or who had abused substances so that he either couldn't find his own home or wasn't allowed into a shelter. Those both require agency.

I guess one last option is that he is someone who is so mentally ill that he wants to be outside, and that does make him a "poor man" because liberals think it is kinder to leave him wandering around than to commit him for care.