My place was renovated last year around the end of winter. The day before the reno started (night before garbage day), I threw out a whole lot of old furniture and general crap. Most of the junk got taken away by the losers in the neighbourhood within 2 hours....one from up the street even came knocking on the door and when I answered they did their utmost best at trying to peer in to see what else might be available.
The next day, while I was at work, the main floor got gutted and all the crap got chucked into and filled a binster on the front lawn. Shortly after I got home, just as dusk was setting in, and after the contractors had left for the day, I caught someone (who looked like the same low life from up the street, but couldn't tell for sure cause they were bundled up and the lighting was poor) trying to peer in the front window from half way up the lawn to the window. I just opened the front door and yelled at them by asking if they "got a fucking problem" (yes, I think that was the exact eloquent wording I choose). Whoever, it was just turned and shuffled off.
That night I was unable to sleep well and was awake at 2 o'clock when I heard someone open the outer front door and try the knob on the inner door. My dog, who was asleep on the bed, heard it and absolutely FREAKED and charged to the front door. I grabbed the remote phone, threw my sneakers on and was at the door in under 10 seconds, probably less. I wiped open the door and the dog flew out on the lawn as I stepped out onto the portch....Nothing. They were no where in sight by the time I got outside. All I know is that burgular must of shit himself and set a new land speed world record the instant he heard the dog, cause I have never heard my dog FREAK like that before.
To this day, I'm convinced it was the low life from up the street. But you never know. When I told my cousin (the contractor) about it in the morning he said that it happens a lot with reno/construction - people see the bin and they think no one is home and an open invitation. I guess the moral of this story is if you ever do reno's, make sure you announce to the world that your still around i.e. lots of lights, noise etc....a dog who, when threatened, sounds like a rabid pack of wolverines certainly helps too.
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