One of the great things about our place is that we have indoor parking, so our car isn’t broken-into (as much). Here is a look at the graffiti on the way in.
Pickles took these photos, and I rather like them. :)
There’s a white truck at the end of the driveway in the second photo, and periodically, when Pickles takes the van out for a drive, he has pulled up in front of the doorway. So she has to go out and find the driver and yell at him to move. And in the time this has happened, the garage door closes, locking her out of the building, with the van running inside.
It’s not a perfect system, but it’s better than getting broken-into. Something that we haven’t totally avoided either.