Criminy

Last Thursday morning, when I was heading out to work, I found a black baseball hat in the middle of our backyard. I figured someone had tossed it over the fence and not wanted to come through our gate to retrieve it.

Douglas got the real story from a neighbour a few days later. Apparently, just a few houses down from us, a young punk kicked in the front door, grabbed a bag from in front of the surprised residents (who were at home), and raced off. The neighbour gave chase (even though the bag was full of dirty laundry).

The punk jumped our back fence, ran across the yard - lost his hat - jumped the other side of the fence, and vanished into the night. With the dirty laundry. Lucky guy.

I guess we should be a little more careful about locking doors and windows. And ask our landlords again about fixing our front door (which has been kicked in and glued back together...).