Great idea, but don't you have a large dog or even access to a stable so you had more than tomatos to hide under the clippings? May the ire of El Grande befall the thief, Frank At 05:42 PM 9/5/98 -0500, you wrote: >Actually we had this problem when we lived in town and had a huge garden. >Someone was helping themselves to our fruits and vegetables while we were >at work. As it was a small neighboorhood, people told us right away whowas >doing it. This person became known as the Garden Weasel and is still >called that here in Bloomington. When confronted about the theft she said: >so what are you going to do about it. >All kids of nasty plots ran through our heads. After canning one day, I >laid a trail of smelly leftover tomato bits from the food mill and some >rotten tomatoes, from the edge of the garden to her yard. I put some mown >grass over the tomato. Since she was always barefoot, I knew she would get >a good stinky foot. Our neighbors reported much screaming and cursing next >time she made a daytime garden raid. >It was the only thing I could think to do that would not be illegal and >still gave me some satisfaction. >Susan > >