"No more fresh fruit for breakfast!" cries one neighbour.
"The dogs are going crazy!" cries another.
We are all up in arms.
The trapper has been called, but his vehicle is undergoing some repairs, so we have to play the waiting game.
Some of us, are playing the game all too well.
"Do not Disturb"
Brownie keeping a look out
"Mum, go away, and leave me alone, I am looking out for that crazya$$$ Brazen monkey."
Brownie scares them away most mornings. They run across the back wall a little after 6.30am making their way down to the orchards in my neighbours' gardens.
In another 45 minutes, they retrace their steps along the back wall, sometimes sitting comfortably to munch on some foraged fruit. Brazen takes pleasure in doing this and deliberately dropping the skins behind in my garden, making poor Brownie go crazy. He does not like anyone littering in his garden.
And so we wait.