Once, early on in my ponding life, the neighbor kid was having a sleepover. Around 11pm I heard loud thump-bang noises then something hit our roof-BOOM, I was under attack! Ran out wearing little if anything and jumped over the fence, grabbed the boy that resided there and yelled "who's home?-go get them NOW!" That's when I met 'mom', her biggest concern was not what had happened to me, but explained to the kids that she has to pay $ for the soda's they were throwing into my pond and onto my roof and that is was wasteful..? After that I was NOT sorry for grabbing a minor buy the scruff in my underwear, nor the mud I tracked into their home near midnight. Something I should add was my wife and I were having intimate relations at the time of attack so my energy level may have been elevated.
Next day I went to talk to 'dad' about it, hes was quick to point out... Not son, "step-son" and I walked away. A couple years I later came home to a wrecked pond, yes in my backyard behind the six foot fence. Absolutely puzzled at what had happened, there were still toys floating in the water thus I concluded it had to be the neighbors. When confronted with the facts of my findings, the father simply said "I though I got everything out"...