Out here we've never had neighbors. Now we do. The only woods left are ours. They are terrible, horrible, despicable people. I can see their house through the woods. It makes quite the tempting target. Unfortunately, I don't feel I could survive in prison. I'd move into the camper and hit the road, but not leaving my grown kids all on this property (they have their own homes) to deal with this ****** bags alone. That is all.