It Was A Dark, Warm Night...

as I stalked the trespassers.  Dressed in my pjs and knee high rubber boots, I quietly crept to the pond.  My ancestors, in the form of floating orbs, were with me the whole time.

The dogs were sniffing for smells that did not belong.  I had a plan, I had a camera, I was gathering evidence.

The pond greeted me with silence.  I saw no one but I would not believe my eyes, I kept searching.  By golly, I was there to take names.

I found this.

Looks like a sneak in and fish gate to me!

I will endeavor to persevere.