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([personal profile] pat Mar. 15th, 2005 08:22 am)
The MVPD officer just left.

Someone came in last night and stole all the tangerines off of our backyard tree. And I do mean all the tangerines. Even the ones off the top of the tree that we had left because they were too hard to reach. Every last one. We're talking well over 200 of the little orange suckers. They even took some of the fallen fruit.

They didn't touch the bikes, or the scooter that belongs to James's friend. They did not steal the lawn mower or the weedeater. The car was accidentally left unlocked, but there was no sign that anything had been disturbed. We can see no sign that they tried to enter the house. If they did, they left my laptop, the most valuable easily portable thing in the house.

Just the tangerines. And the officer pointed out that this had to have been a planned crime -- they would have needed boxes to get the fruit out of the yard.

All of this happened less than ten feet from my bedroom window, and I slept through all of it. The only thing I can think is that the noise of my CPAP drowned out the sounds of people climbing the ladders. (The ladders had been left in the back yard to harvest fruit, but they were moved out of position and one which had been flat on the ground was open and standing up.)

I am annoyed and a little angry about losing the tangerines -- they were pretty good ones. But they were little, nowhere near commercial size. What would someone do with them? I am at a loss there.

But I am really freaked out about the invasion aspect. What if they had broken into my house? I would not have heard them.

I really wish [livejournal.com profile] brian1789 were not away on travel.

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That's not to say that your feelings are invalid or inconsequential, btw. I was just thinking that maybe it'd help you sleep a bit better.

(Another weird tale of theft: My friend Gus had a bike. Every day someone would go into his backyard, sometime in the early morning, and steal it. Every evening, they would return it. This continued for about six months. Finally, there was a series of days with terrible weather every day, and the bike never came back after that. It makes me sort of curious as to what happened. Did the person get tired of bringing it back every day. Did they figure that without any attempt to chain it up after that long the person must not care? Did they slip in the bad weather and wreck the bike?

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That's not to say that your feelings are invalid or inconsequential, btw. I was just thinking that maybe it'd help you sleep a bit better.

I understood what you were saying : )
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