So, I called the Police. They came out, dusted the car for prints, took the report and item descriptions. Turns out our neighborhood was hit hard over the weekend. In fact, I had seen some kids that didn't belong in our neighborhood, I even questioned my husband who they were, but BSU graduation was this weekend, families could have been having a party. I rarely assume the worst.
Yesterday while at work, the Police called Miguel to tell him that the Perps were caught and his items recovered...all except that hat that is...
How often does that happen?
We are truly grateful! What a blessing!