However, you do have to give them credit, there were things on the ledge of the window they broke to get in and they left them in a neat little stacked pile. While the police were there, one of the neighbors showed up and said, "Do you want your stuff back, I know where it is." Before I get to that part of the story, I have to tell you that Steve and I both had noticed unusual tracks running from our back yard across our front yard and to the road. (We have snow) Steve asked me, "Did you do something with our trash can? I said "No. But maybe you should check to make sure it is still there." He went out back and it was there. I said, "Well maybe someone took our grill it has wheels just about the same distance apart." He went and checked, the grill was still there. He came back in and said, "Huh, that's odd, the neighbor must have used our trash canbecause the tracks go to his back door. I wonder why he didn't ask to use it?" We had one of those, "OK, that's weird" moments, forgot about it and went on with our business. BACK TO THE CRIME SCENE...
We recently sold our house and moved back into the church parsonage. In Adrian, Main street runs through the center of the town, so the town is divided East and West. West is the side of town where Realtors start their ads off with "Location, location, location..." We live of the Eastside. A couple of weeks ago, I was working in my back yard. I looked up and there was a tiny little puppy in the neighbor's yard, she doesn't have a dog. When I called to it and it darted across the street and was almost hit by a car. I marched over to where the dog lived "let them know their little puppy was loose and was almost hit by a car". There was another puppy loose. I knocked on the door, of course no one was home. So I put them in their pathetic little pen in the back yard. I started to walk away when I realized they had no water, what do you do?
I went home and got them some water. By now all the neighbors are watching and offering comments and observations. When I came back puppy #1 was loose again and down at the other end of the street. I didn't want her to get hit and I didn't want to be unneighborly and call the police, so I put a note in their mailbox and took the puppy to my house until they came home. At 10 PM, Steve decided to walk down and talk to them. They said they had no idea she was gone. She never leaves the yard...blah, blah (did I mention is was freezing cold outside). She was such a sweet puppy, I hated to see her go, so I said goodbye and she went home. The next morning she was at our back door. I took her home and warned them about the busy street, etc. A little bit later I looked out the window,she was on my front porch...I took her home again and warned them about the busy street again. I was home less than 5 minutes and running across the yard toward me was the little puppy, I decided that they knew where their dog was they could come get her when they wanted her back. She spent the night. The next morning they still hadn't showed up, so I went over and talked to the guy's father. A little bit later, he showed up with his girlfriend and wanted us to give him $75 for both puppies.
The neighbor that got robbed was at the front door with the police officers while the other neighbor told them where the stolen stuff was. Our neighbor wasn't allow to go to the site. A little bit later the police came back and sure enough...his stuff was there. A little bit later, I decided to go get some hot chocolate. I saw the police and the neighbor walking down the street, so I decided to take my time backing out of the the drive. To make a very long story short, the people from whom we bought two mutt puppies for $75, robbed our neighbor blind and used our trashcan to haul it away. But the most funny thing about the whole story is that they put our trashcan back when they were finished.
