A few months ago the next door neighbor (great guy) had a general contractor do some work to his house.
Part of that was a course of siding on the second story/back of his house. The GC had some mexicans doing labor for him, and from the high vantage they were able to see my dogs.
One of them took his (wooden) painter's ladder over to my fence line and proceeded to try to make friends with my dogs.
I was on site, and I speak a fair bit of spanish so I upped him in conversation. He wasn't engaging with me, but one of his mexican associates did. Turns out the guy on the ladder knew what a Plott hound was. I immediately told them that they needed to keep off my fence line, and that they needed to keep away from my yard and dogs, promised that I wouldn't involve the police, and that I could guarantee that they wouldn't likely survive the terrier if they made it into my yard.

After they left the site that night, I noticed that they'd left their ladder at the fence.
I grabbed it and gave it to my terrier for 'processing' as a late-day chew toy.
By sundown the ladder had been reduced to shoe-sized pieces, which I offered to the mexicans the next day.
They never returned to the site.

Cheers
Tinker