I posted about this before years ago but I lived next door to a woman who was utterly, demonically OBSESSED with my wheelie bin. I used to catch her moving it a few inches to the left so it was more on my side of the garden, find little snippy notes attached saying things like "please clean me, I don't like being dirty" and "please put me back inside the property boundries promptly, I don't like being on the pavement..." she was crazy, it was clean and the maximum amount of time I'd take to bring it in would be half a day 
Anyway, it all came to a head when she reported my wheelie bin crimes to the council and I got a letter, which I responded to, telling them she's weirdly obsessed with me and to ignore it. Got another letter telling me there had been more complaints, which I ignored. Then I got a visit from a man who was attempting to take my wheelie bin, and she stood on her doorstep smugly smiling as I told him to do one, which he did. She was most displeased.
My petty revenge was the day I moved out, I kidnapped her wheelie bin at 1am (I was up all night doing last minute packing ready for an early start), walked it half a mile up our long, long road and attached a luminous green, A4 note to the lid saying "My owner is a loony and I have run away, please help me"
I am an utter child, but it was satisfying.