Why scour the neighborhood and jobsites looking for "scrap"(cough cough) metal to steal when you can just go down to one scrap yard, steal theirs already sorted and cleaned, and then sell it to another scrap yard? I'm in a sour mood because my friend's scrapyard got broken into, and they killed one of his guard dogs. My dog is my best friend as well as guardian, so it just makes me SO mad and sad to think about one getting killed "in the line of duty" I guess better Daisy (the dog) than Bob (the human), but still. I hate to think about how Bob is feeling, not only his business getting broken into but losing his dog too. Sorry for the depressing thread guys, I just had to talk about it.