our dream came true last summer, we moved full time on our homestead. It takes ten minutes to walk to our house, we are surrounded by woods, our drive way is off of a gravel road and we pass only one house, which is next to our gate. two days ago we ran out of gas for the lawnmower and I went along to "town" to get gas and an icecream cone. when we got home not all that much later, we found someone had knocked a hole in a window in bright daylight, right above the closing gizmo (what do you call that thing). and no, we did not knock a rock through it with the lawnmower. broken glass was even on the keyboard, I had been on the sofa under that window before we left. Monday when I went to a ladies meeting at church I noticed my gastank was almost empty, but we had just filled it up and really had not gone anywhere. I barely made it. to make a long story short, yesterday I noticed that the tank was almost three quarter empty again, but the only place I had been was at Bible study, three miles away. (No, it is not leaking). It seems one of us has to stay at home all the time. Needless to say, I am very dissappointed. I guess until we get a big mean dog we can not go anywhere together. I wonder if someone has had bad experiences like that and how they dealt with them. Last winter our mailbox was demolished, a stranded car with expired farm tags was standing near it, footprints from the car lead to the mailbox, then off towards town. The neighbor who has her mailbox next to ours and lives as far off as we do, but on the other side, saw this and called the "law". the dep. refused to look at the tracks or the mailbox, shortly spoke to a person still in the car and left. My neighbor heard on the scanner that the deputy reported in that it was nothing. I really do not feel very secure anymore. It looks like I will have to learn to shoot and get a big mean dog. I do not dare tell my folks "back home" about this, this country has a bad enough reputation abroad as is.