I have run into a gang of hooligans. Moderately malicious but not terribly violent. Troublemakers to the core.
It's a gang of two. Their escapades develop in broad daylight. Yes, they are bold.
I have observed that the ringleader changes...with the wind.
And here you have it.
The "do-anything-to-get-the lid-off-the-garbage-can-holding-the-grain-and-tip-it-over" gang.
I was able to sneak up on their most recent malicious adventure and record the beginnings of mayhem.
At this point I was unsure whether to call the authorities, but refrained for fear of retribution from the gang members afterward.
But I now have the evidence, in safekeeping.
The moral of the story: please, please safeguard your grain-filled garbage cans. These marauders can get desperate.