More theft next door

I heard a knock at my door this morning and it was my neighbor checking to see if I'd seen anything last night regarding their most recent theft. This time, I had. And now I feel bad because if I weren't totally socially impaired, perhaps I could have stopped it. I was cleaning squirrel bones last night and I know I finished up at about 10:20 and then I went outside to fill the jar with gasoline. While I was in the backyard, I heard people moving around in their driveway, which is nothing new. Because I fear eye contact, I kept my eyes on what I was doing and never looked over at their house. While I was out there, I heard their garbage can being moved, which reminded me that tomorrow was garbage day. So I went inside, put my squirrel bones jar in the back bedroom and went outside to take the trash out. As I was dragging it to the curb, I saw a vehicle drive down the street with my neighbor's big bar-b-que grill thing in the back. I remember thinking there was something strange about the situation, but I decided they probably were just lending it to a friend. Nope. It was being stolen. And perhaps if I had just looked up even once while I was getting my gasoline, maybe I would have been able to describe the thieves or maybe it would have freaked them out to be seen and maybe they would have left. But all I could offer was an approximate time it was stolen and a vehicle description of "a dark vehicle, either a jimmy or a truck." That was a pretty bold move on the thieves' behalf. My neighbors were obviously home at the time, and I know for a fact that there was a bright light shining right on the thieves, because that's how I was able to see what I was doing with the gas can. Also, it really wasn't that late. And, they didn't pack up and leave when they heard me open my back door and maybe even saw me in the back yard. If only I hadn't given up my yappy Lily dog- she would have sounded the alarm. Needless to say, I don't feel too safe with bold thieves like that around. I talked to Miguel a few days ago and he thinks he'll be home before Thanksgiving. That's not too far away. I'll feel better having another adult here. If he weren't coming home soon, I would probably be going to the humane society to pick out a big dog with a scary bark yet a gentle nature. I was going to post a cute picture of a dog, but Blogger's being stupid.

Sorry, I don't have any new pictures of the girls. This week was supposed to be my easy week, and it hasn't been too bad, but I have managed to cram it full of stuff and have left little time for anything fun, including picture taking. But they're both doing well. Chloe's ear infection seems to be all cleared up. Leyla is still getting congested at night, but then again, so am I. But her congestion isn't getting worse and she hasn't had any other symptoms of illness yet, so let's keep our fingers crossed because she's uninsured right now. Her insurance application is probably sitting on the desk of some bureaucrat with a layer of dust on it.

Well, I need to work on something for my mammalogy class.