Tuesday was my day off and my boyfriend had the next day off so we decided to go out to eat and then buy some drinks to enjoy at home while watching a silly movie with the dogs. We took the back roads towards the West side, the drive was beautiful but cold. We ate the tacos we had been craving and since we were close to the store, ran a couple errands. After a couple hours we went back home.
He parked the car in the dark parking log. I remember noticing how dark it was for the time of day. I figured that just like at work, the lights might be timed and that they would come on soon.
I opened the front door and when I turned back to hold the door open for my boyfriend, since he was carrying our purchases on both hands, I noticed Nisha watching us. She came in and I picked her up. She shivered, from the cold I guessed, but finding her out front put us in alert mode.
We quickly but carefully walked towards my apartment door. My BF was ahead of me and I saw that the door was open but locked with the door chain. We got closer to peak into the apartment through the opening and we saw the patio door open. My first thought was, "I hope my ex didn't take Nico." That was my BF's first reaction too but he soon noticed that there were things missing so he said, "We've been robbed."
He went out the back door to come in to the apartment from the patio door. He opened the front door and I walked in with Nisha in my arms. She was still shaking. I noticed Nico wasn't there and checked the puppies. They were in the kitchen but they were very quiet and observing us carefully.
My my boyfriend told me to call the police while he went outside to try to find Nico. I called 911 and while I was giving the operator my location I saw my BF walk through the patio door with Nico. The dog hadn't been too far from our building. He was shaking, this time I knew he was scared. The operator told me that a cop would arrive soon. While we waited we walked around the apartment trying to do a quick visual inventory. My television was gone and so were both our laptops. They went through my stuff in the bedroom but nothing was taken. The burglar had cut through the screen in the bedroom window and opened the window. It must have been one person because what was taken wasn't very significant.
I knocked on my neighbors doors to see if they had heard or seen anything out of the ordinary. They all told me that they hadn't noticed anything.
When the cop arrived he asked us a few questions, he went over the apartment taking pictures and dusting for prints. Then I noticed my wallet was gone. He suggested we checked the pawn store up the road in the next few days to see if our items turned up there. After answering a few of our questions he gave me his card, packed his camera and print kit and left.
After the cop left we just sat there looking around each of us holding a dog. I felt raped. I was upset. I was relieved that my dogs were safe.
I am baffled at the burglar's stupidity and lack of planning. How can someone risk going to jail and only take a couple old laptops and a small TV? How could nobody see or hear anything strange? Why wouldn't my dogs come back inside after the burglar was gone? I have questions and I know they will never be answered. I don't think we will recover any of our things.
To the person doing this: "man up man! you're a pretty lame burglar and I pity you. Why don't you just get a job like the rest of us."
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