Quick backstory, I bought a house and a month after I moved in homeless faggots appeared down the street. They shit everything up and throw trash and block the sidewalk.
Anyway, yesterday I was walking from the grocery store and saw these homeless faggots breaking a county water pipe. Probably to wash their ass after shitting on the street. It was three of them and I was unarmed but I cussed them out and sad I'm calling the cops. Two ran away, but they came back just in time for the cops to respond.
I scouted the area today in the daytime, and I noted that the multiple waterpipes protruding from the ground had a hose either attached to them or lying near them. I disposed of the hoses laying around but didn't want to approach the one attached during the daytime, as I don't want to get caught up destroying county property and there were two faggots laying around it.
So tonight, I tried to sleep, but it wasn't happening. So I put on my robe and wizard hat (nondescript clothing and camo mask) and went on a patrol. Immediately I saw some homeless faggot with his homeless shit on the corner. I snuck up on him and blasted him with a flashlight, he got spooked seeing some half camo dude hooded up with just his eyes showing.
"Are you camping here?" "No, I'm just -" "Time to leave"
Keep walking, he takes off. He was one of the faggots from the previous day.
I approach the attached hose in question, take my knife out, and hear a click click click of a bicycle behind me.
Turn around some crackhead is approaching me and looking. But then he sees I'm masked up hooded up holding an extended knife in my hand flips his head forward and steps on it.
Coming back I spot the camping faggot in the distance looking into a trashcan. Put my flashlight on turbo mode and blast him again as I'm jogging in his direction, he hops on his bike and takes off.
Just a bit over one week to my CCW "interview". Yeah, California. I'll amp up the pressure on these faggots soon.
Until then, I think for my next move I'm going to coat everything these faggots touch in sticky insect goop. I'm going to make things as difficult for these faggots as I can. If these mickey-mouse steps don't work I might start waterbaloon ammonia drone drops.
As stated in a prior post I closed out stating that a follow up on the coyote kill mission will be posted.
Beautiful bright moonlight lighting up a good length of the escarpment plateu making it more visible through the thinning foliage of bush, every silhouette of leafless branch between me and the top of the escarpment where the coyotes run are perfectly delineated in a type of morbid definition, like a backdrop scene for a "House of Dark Shadows" movie set.
It was a gorgeous night...and I stayed in position until about 03.00hrs. Not once did the bears have a sense of uneasiness, completely relaxed. When they pick up a scent of another bear they tree the cubs immediately until parameters are set. With coyotes, when a bear picks up a scent, 15minutes away (1-1.5miles) they completely leave the area.
Earlier yesterday evening the coyotes could be heard in the distance, last couple days they were spread out across the plateu in a crescent and stay silent, the male bears aren't bothered, the coyotes are interested only in the young cubs.
When they got a fix on a target the yapping and howling begins and because of their formation they create a confusing situation in which a lone runner will barrel right through the family of bears beginning the process of separating the targeted cub from the brood.
Tonight everyone was relaxed and no coyotes showed up thus depriving me of a kill.
But later today I've got squirrels to knock off with the .22 Henry Golden Boy
