This morning was g-day, had two plastic garbage cans with those stretch bunji cord locks sitting at end of drive way, this morning there were no cans. Upon investigation I found them across the dirt road in the bushes with a lot of weeds and golden rod knocked down level. Paper and refuse spilled down the new path where the bags were dragged. Immediately "Houston we have a problem" entered my mind. It is raining but now the new fence is up and electrified. strange how an event can change your priorities,lucked out this time and don't want them in my hives.