Really--no kidding. Some asswipe broke into my house while I was at work yesterday and rifled the place. When I got home, Minnie was outside; I was sure I remembered leaving her inside the house, but maybe I was forgetful....Then I went into the house and there were cabinets open that I never leave open...and I knew even before I saw the sliding glass back door left wide open that my computer was gone. DAMN IT!
Drawers and cabinet doors all over the house were standing ajar where the thief had looked for valuables. Fortunately, I don't have that much expensive stuff, but he did get my computer, a netbook I've had for all of a month, two modems, my digital camera, the cords & chargers that go with all that stuff, and two flash drives (all my memory backup, in other words). And lest we think him all about electronics, he also took the cover off my sewing machine, a pillowcase, and a large red duffle bag to put all the other stuff in, as well as a little butter tub full of pennies, my wee collection of coins, and a $2 bill.
I sincerely hope Minnie pooped on the burglar's shoes, but she was more likely hiding under the furnace. >:-( But she's OK and thank goodness for that.
Ready for the weird part? The police found some of my stuff before I even called in to report the burglary! I was describing to the officer what all was taken and came to the part about the red duffle and the cop finished,"Yep, in a red duffle bag." Apparently, a neighbor woman had looked out at the alley because her dogs were barking their heads off and she saw a suspicious person near a dumpster; plus the police have been following some rotten little high-schooler they suspected of various burglaries. Turns out the little creep put the duffle bag with my stuff in the dumpster to come back and pick up later--the cops said burglars do that a lot. Yeah, I wouldn't want to inconvenience them with the weight of my goods or anything....
So the cops got my stuff out of the dumpster and checked it into the property room, and then later comes my call about the burglary, and the same cop comes to take my statement. I was floored when he told me they already found my stuff!
He said I could go to the property room this morning to identify and pick up my stuff, but the guy there said they had to get the reporting officer to verify that Report A (stolen goods) corresponds to Report B (person from whom said goods were stolen), and the officer is already gone for the T-Day holiday. So I have to wait until Monday to find out what the stupid thief left me.
It's a good thing I didn't run out and drop a bunch of cash on a big new flat-screen TV when everybody else did, because that'd be gone, too.
Anyway, the officer and the property guy both said my main computer was among the things found, so I count myself very lucky. I won't bother filing an insurance claim on the rest; I'm sure my deductible is much higher than the value of what's still missing.