I had a long running feud with the adult son of my elderly neighbor. I would edge trim and mow her front lawn whenever I did mine. She appreciated it and would send me a thank-you card at Christmas. He hated me doing it because he didn’t want to do it himself and it made him look bad. He would snarl in my direction whenever he saw me, which wasn’t often. Her fence and the area between her house had overgrown grass and weeds, so I sprayed Roundup up there for her to kill it. About a month later, grumpy son knocked on my door and accused me of poisoning his cat. He was extremely aggressive. I told him to take the cat to his Vet and if it was ill or dead because of me, I would pay his Vet bill and replace the cat. It transpired that the Cat had run away, and he assumed that it was because of the herbicide. He was permanently aggressive from then on.

Forward about two years. We moved house to retire interstate. My American friend Gary had sent me a bottle of Deer Hunter’s Skunk Scent, used for disguising human body odour for when sitting in a hide. Somehow, this skunk scent ended up on the door handle of his car and front door and underneath his front door. I never saw the outcome, but I smelled it freshly done. I was on the Highway when it would have been discovered… 🤣