Strange theft

OMG! I am thinking it time for you to move....maybe just to another part of town...if you can't move to another city. We too have been burglarized a few times....but they have not entered the house...yet. Just our garage, but that is bad enough. I feel that these thieves either don't get caught, like in our case.....or they just get a slap on the wrist-so why not get it again. They can get a lot of money from selling the things that they steal....and the punishment(or lack of it) IS worth the crime.

I am going to knock on wood before I say this.....it's never happened to me. I have traveled all over....and no one thing...in the Netherlands though my daughter and I went to a bakery and bought things...they short changed her...but that's the closest thing anyone in my family has had for theft. We are very lucky.

I had a potted plant taken from my front porch at my last house, and a blue solar-powered globe from my current front porch. That's about it, except for the stuff the gremlins take and later put back after I yell at them... usually in the same place I looked three times for the stuff...

it wasn't really a burglary story per se,but we were gifted a dog by someone who broke into my dad's car. didn't steal anything..just picked the lock,and inserted a german shepard in the vehicle. friendly dog,but we already had one.so,dad called a cop buddy who said he would keep it if nobody claimed it. i guess that was a reverse robbery?

Our house was robbed the night after my brother went home. Had he been there, he would have been in the room where the thieves entered and might have been hurt or killed. They stole several things, such as speakers, my purse, etc., from us and took my car to remove the items from the house. When my car was located, it had been run into a tree several times, had the roof beaten down, all seats were shredded, the tires were removed and slashed and the motor was destroyed. My neighbor laughed over the crime, saying if we had a dog like his, it would never have happened. Our pug was old and deaf and heard nothing. His dog was the type that barked at friend, stranger, or foe. He kept her in the garage to protect the house. The next night his car was stolen from the garage. The dog never let out a peep and was sleeping soundly when they found the car missing. The police were certain the same people stole his that stole our car. Be careful who you tease about being the object of a crime; sometimes it comes back to bite you. The ramifications of the theft didn't end there. The car they stole, a Plymouth Horizon, had the biggest engine offered in that model and it moved out when the gas pedal was pressed. I really liked the car, so when my husband saw another one on sale, he used the insurance money to buy it. There was one difference - the engine was the small one for that car. A few months later, after following me for three miles, a truck pulled out to the left to pass me, or so I thought. He moved over on me without putting on his blinkers and the car gave no response to the gas pedal being pushed. I ended up ground between the rear wheels of the truck, with the driver's side being pushed to the passenger side and dragged a few hundred feet before he stopped. He didn't hear my screams or any noise I made. The truck just felt different. It never fails to amaze me how one set of events effects future ones for the good or the bad.

I have had thieves at home many times. Fortunatly it was when my husband was alive so he took care of calling the cops and even getting into the house the first. I suppose burglars do not care much for people with a big German Shepherd (Lola would not harm a flea)and after looking at my car they would think there is nothing to steal anymore. They would be right. A week ago I lost one of my gold earttings. It was all I had left after specialized burglars took away all my good jewelry many years ago. There are good things at home, but the thieves would not care for them. I have good oil paintings and I have good persian rugs. The kind of burglary I have at this point of my life is non traditional. My friends steal my books (so do my older grandkids). My daughters have left me with no containers to place food in the fridge. Many times (tha is worse) they take the container and leave the lid. As I always hope they will return it, I have lots of lids using up my kitchen space. Would this last paragraph be an odd theft story? I guess not, if read by women with grown up children who are living on their own. Same thing with the books. There are books that I have bought 6 or seven times.

Ponytails are valuable. I bought one in '93 that was 3 years old. That makes it 20 years old. Not sure how they are valued. Once when I arrived home I had a strange sensation of something...don't know what. I went looking through the house and found the window in the spare room wide open, curtains billowing through the busted fly screen...it had been cut. I realised it must have been kids and that I had disturbed them when I arrived home. My lovely carved wooden jewellery box was missing with some precious but not valuable beads and what nots missing...all my odd earrings were in there. It wasn't till weeks later that I discovered there was also a huge jar of pennies and halfpennies missing...these coins disappeared from the scene when decimal currency came into being in 1966. There were so many coins in that big jar I had never got round to counting them. That would have been worth a bit.

Hi Dawn, Whoa...you have been robbed a lot!! That's crazy! You have been robbed enough that I think you earned the title, "Burglar magnet". I've only actually been robbed once. It was a woman that I was babysitting for. She crept into my house when I walked her little boy to school. She stole all my cash, and change and food stamps. That was years ago. It me a while but I did solve the crime..no thanks to our local cops. I confronted the woman and pretended to be tough (i'm really not). It worked and I got most of my money back but not the food stamps. Now I've been ripped off a lot and that I would say is due to my own naivetivity which I've worked on. It doesn't happen so much anymore.

wow. you must live in a dangerous place or else you have a burglar/stalker following you around. ive never had a break in. maybe its because most of my husbands looked so big and tough except the last one. or maybe because i never had much, except with the last one and i dont know why we never had a break in. we had anything we wanted back then. with that one. i had one break in at my storage in ohio, while i was living here in az. they stole a bunch of things not even expensive or of value to anyone but me. like my box of photos. must have thought something of value was in it. i had a big ceramic frog stolen out of my front yard once. and the neighbor said they'd stolen her duck from the yard. thats about it.

weird indeed. thefts love your place. hahaha but sorry no i do not have any burglary story..there was an attempt though but they could not enter our house because of our ever fiery and scary dog, King outside ready to hurl him. hahaha and i did woke up and just saw this dark face looking over the fence. and i guess that was the burglar. and he left, dissappointed i guess hahaha

OMG Dawn, you sure have had more than your share of theft in your life. I have been lucky not to have anything stolen from me. (Keeping my fingers crossed). Growing up we had a lot of robberys in our neighborhood. We lived in an upper middle class suburb with little to no crime, however, the police used to say it was people coming in from the city doing to the stealing. A bunch of houses got robbed in the area but never ours. My dad used to say it was because we had two Ford's in the driveway in oppose to Cadiallacs. We used to think that was the funniest thing, however, now that my sister and I are grown, maybe that was the real reason...that thought we didn't have much...LOL

hi dawn, it happened when i was still a teenager. not to me, but to my younger brother. and it was daylight! he took the bicycle, a very new one which all of us plays with. you know, just a ride back and forth on the road in front of the house. but he felt so adventurous that time he took the bike somewhere farther - without any of us knowing. he said someone just stopped him and then rode the bike and didnt come back anymore. he was continuously crying and we had the incident reported to the police but the bike was never recovered. and yes! he was grounded after that. guess he has learned his lesson. he never took another bike without permission and always go out with other known bikers. ann

Hi Dawny - you crossed 20000 posts! Congrats. :) No thefts, and burglaries to report. :( We are too overcrowded for thieves to feel safe.

Lost our only dog when I was a kid. Back then, there was no 'dog' rights. Any dog found wandering the streets at night was considered game. They ended up as "pulutan" or our local drunks' dinner. Luckily I was really young and didn't quite know how to sulk yet. By the way, you're really lucky robbers are just after your things and nothing else.

Goodness Dawn I only ever got burgled once and that was bad enough just knowing that someone had been in my Home and gone through my Things You have certainly had your Share

My house was burgled once and lost many valuable things like tv, speakers and all my favorite CDs. After carting away my things, they leave their sh&t in the living room. We came back only to be greeted not only with a messy house but the stench from the human sh&t.

Hi dawn, I think one of the worst things to happen is to be burgled, we were burgled when we lived in London, and we lived on the top floor flat, went out for a drink that night but funny thing is I didn't want to go out that night but hubby just fancied a drink as we had our local just across the roand fron us so I agreed, but I did has a strange feeling something was not right and wanted to go home, hub finished his drink and went home, then I knew something was wrong with the front door but thought it was the people downstaire as we shared the front door, but as we went up to our flat, our door was opened, yes we were burgled, not good at all, still that was many years ago as we moved to lovely country side away out of London and happy and safe here. Tamara

Yikes! Yes people will steal anything! I lived in a neighborhood where the neighbors stole everything from me. I had a potted marigold plant on my front porch that didn't grow because of a drought. Someone ran off with it. A few months later I set my mop outside to dry before I put it back in my closet and it disappeared a few minutes later. I went for a walk and found it in a neighbors yard and I told her it was mine. She hedged and said her kid must have stole it. Haha. A few days later I was cleaning out my trash can and I filled it full of HOT bleach water and put it in my back yard. It disappeared too. I was floored that someone would bother stealing a trashcan full of really strong bleach water. I saw it across the street a few days later. I didn't confront them because it was a bunch of teenagers and they ended up moving a few days later. I hope that bleach spilled all over them! That winter my electric went out and I had a tub of icecream I didn't want to melt, so I took it outside and covered it with snow for the night. The next morning it was gone. I was so angry that this stealing was going on... there was so much more that got stolen too. My sister and I decided to play a trick. When I got a new car-seat for my daughter we took her old one with stains and gooped food all over it and put it in the bag that the new one came in. We put it on the back porch and waited for someone to steal it. No one ever did.I had to throw it in the dumpster. I have learned my lesson, if you ever need to set something outside... sit with it until you are going to bring it back in. But if it's a cruddy piece of trash don't worry it is going to stay there forever.

Not really odd... I think. I know my mom once saw a neighbor's house being burglarized. For some reason she was awake in the middle of the night and happened to look out the window. That's when she saw two guys carrying a few appliances from the house to their van. What made it weird was that instead of calling the cops, my mom froze. She got caught up at what was happening that she became so afraid at what she saw. To the point that she didn't do anything.

My old house in town was broken in to once. It was the last day of school and there was an elementary school around the corner. I had the dog's at the groomers and the "kids" must have known it. They came through the back yard and opened the sliding glass door on the back of the house (it wasn't locked). They tried to take the TV, by cutting the cord with a knife from the kitchen (they could have unplugged it). But the TV was too heavy, so they left it on the patio table. They took the answering machine and telephone. Unfortunately, they also got most of my gold and silver jewelry. I've never replaced it...