At the scene of the CRIME!!!!!

That's right, I said CRIME!! Notice anything missing in this picture?? The big open spot with no leaves would indicate that perhaps a car had been sitting there and now is gone. Yep, gone. Our car, our sweet sweet chariot, our proud steed is gone. Where you might ask has it gone? What a good question-- we don't know, hence a burglar is a foot. (I guess not a foot anymore now that they have our 1990 Toyota Camary.) It was stolen on Halloween- trick not treat. I had been on a walk with Oliver and when we came back I noticed that our car wasn't there anymore. I thought maybe Zack had moved it since we have been parking around the corner as our street has been under going construction for the past 2 months. Everyone had to park on other streets. Since we hadn't been driving our proud steed since we moved here because the registration had expired and we needed to fix the head light before we could do that, it had been sitting around the corner for a few weeks. But clearly within sight of our own house. So again, I thought maybe Zack had moved it for some reason. He had not. We thought maybe it had gotten towed since it had been sitting in the same spot for awhile. It had not. Stolen, stolen, stolen. Good bye lovely chariot. And of all the cars to steel too!! I mean it was a pretty wicked ride, but there were a load of other cars parked near by clearly newer than ours. But no, pick on the Utahns, sure.
Anyway, we filed a police report last night, and I guess all we can do is wish for the best. Maybe our sweet chariot will find it's way home to us!! Sniff.