Silversmith45
Elite Member
Several years ago I lived in the country. At that time a number of motorcycles were being stolen. I built a shed for mine but it wasn't anything that someone determined to break into couldn't do. I couldn't be home 24 hours a day to watch it. My large German Shepard was on his chain when I wasn't home. He liked to lay under my trailer next to the shed. I came home one night to find him and his chain tangled in the door to my shed that he had ripped off but my motorcycle was still there. Someone had tried to steal it and found him instead.