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The Cat Burglar

In the last several weeks, because various families in our neighborhood have been burglarized, we've all been living with heightened awareness. With thoughts of all that swirling through my head, imagine my horror to be the victim of a stolen wallet this week!

I went to Walmart after my last class Monday afternoon to pick up a few items and a couple of prescriptions. When I reached for my wallet to pay, it was gone! I retraced my steps, ran out to my truck to see if it had fallen out there, and then ran back into the store. It was nowhere to be found. I remembered several shoppers brushing against me and knew that I must have been pickpocketed. My mind and body kicked into overdrive as to what to do first.

I drove back to campus to see if it was in my office or my classroom and checked with the teacher who had taught in that room the hour after I did. No wallet. My next stop was my bank to put a stop on my bank card and to get a new one. It's a real trick to prove who you are when every form of identification is in your stolen wallet. Fortunately I could tell the banker several specific transactions (complete with dollar amounts) on that account in the past week. No other purchases had been made on my card, so at least I was able to stop access to my account through my old card.

After leaving the bank with my new card (hooray for TD Bank — their ads about fast replacement cards are not just hype), my next stop was the DMV to get a new driver's license before they closed. Once again, I experienced the grief of trying to establish my identity with not a shred of ID on me, except my new bank card. Believe it or not, I was in and out of the DMV in about 30 minutes! Nothing else essential needed to be handled that afternoon, so exhausted and hungry I headed for home.

Upon arrival, I went to check and see if I had simply forgotten my wallet that morning, but alas, it wasn't in its usual place. I even looked under the furniture in that area, just to be sure. Nada. As Becka and I discussed the whole nasty experience, I began to make a list of all the things in my wallet that I would have to replace or do without. A little later I thought I would just go look one more time to see if I had just overlooked my wallet, but it was indeed gone.

The Lord brought to mind the fact that our cat had knocked some things off the top of the bookcase just the other day, and so I started to look in unlikely places nearby. I was shocked and relieved to find my "stolen wallet" wedged between the bookcase and my dresser. Here's a picture:

My Wallet

Cat Burglar

Oh. My. Word. Instead of a pickpocket, I was the victim of a "cat burglar!" I decided then and there that Buddy had just used up 8 of his 9 lives! After all, this is the same cat who climbed up the chimney in our fireplace a year and a half ago. A few months ago our remote for the TV went missing. We looked high and low for that remote, to no avail. Then we wondered if Buddy might have gotten up on the counter while we were gone (something he knows he's not supposed to do!) and playfully knocked it into the trash can at the end of that counter. I painstakingly went through every bag of trash and was delighted to find it, in the final bag, of course! (Fortunately this happened before trash pickup that week.) You know what they say, "When the humans are away, the cats will play."

In dishonor of this most recent display of "cat burglary" at our residence, I'm posting a few pictures I've accumulated of cats caught in the act of robbery. I will post them with no commentary. The pictures pretty well say it all.

Thieving Cats

Pen Thief

Cats are especially well known for snitching food. Their techniques are quite varied.

Fish Thief

Lunch Thief

Food Thief

Snack Thief

Milk Thieves

It's a good thing that some cats are cute. I know some would dispute that, but they really are. Sorry. 🙂

Someone told me that my latest adventure is just one more reason to hate cats. I'm still not to that point, but as exhausted as I was last night after several hours of terror and running, I could have easily put Buddy out of my misery! As long as you continue to see the cat in my sig line below, you will know that Buddy hasn't used up that 9th life ... yet. 😉

Please share your cat stories in the comments. =^..^=

"You cannot see what you will not look at." — Layton Talbert


To forgive is the best revenge.

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12 Comments on “The Cat Burglar”

  1. #1 Diane Heeney
    on Apr 7th, 2015 at 6:07 pm

    Cats may “know” they’re not supposed to do a thing…but what it comes down to is…they don’t care! Ask me how I know. 😉

  2. #2 David McGuire
    on Apr 7th, 2015 at 6:29 pm

    Concerning your losing the remote control, I have a good story for you, Rob. When one of my sons was in the seventh grade, I received call from his homeroom teacher. The teacher said that my son’s locker was filled up with books and other stuff from top to bottom. So I drove over after school to help my son clear out his locker. In the process of sorting through everything, I found the remote to our cable box. It had been missing for a week. The reason: my son wanted to keep his younger brother from changing the channel, so he put the remote in his book bag and off it went to school. True story. 🙂

  3. #3 Rob
    on Apr 7th, 2015 at 8:23 pm

    Diane, I don’t need to ask. 😀

  4. #4 Rob
    on Apr 7th, 2015 at 8:25 pm

    David, he showed his brother, I guess. There’s something about Jr. High logic…. 😉

  5. #5 Marilyn
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 7:08 am

    I am my own cat burglar. No actual cat need apply.

  6. #6 Elizabeth
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 8:08 am

    I was baking Christmas cookies one year and had all the newly frosted cookies spread out on my kitchen table. I was at the sink when I thought I heard something behind me. I turned back to the table but nothing looked amiss. Then I looked down. My cat had managed to discreetly reach up and swipe one of the cookies onto the floor. He was happily licking all the frosting off. Apparently he has a sweet tooth. 🙂

  7. #7 Rob
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 8:25 am

    Marilyn, I want to hear more. 🙂

  8. #8 Rob
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 8:27 am

    Elizabeth, we had a cat with a sweet tooth too. She didn’t swipe things. Her technique was to meow loudly or do other annoying things to pester us until she got what she wanted.

  9. #9 Vikki
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 8:30 am

    Dave had a similar experience with his wallet once. We found it years later when we were emptying out the bedroom closet for some reason hidden in a back corner. Fallen out of a pants pocket maybe?

  10. #10 Rob
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 8:33 am

    I usually look at the closet floor for things I usually keep in pockets since I sometimes forget to take them out, Vikki. I don’t know why I didn’t look there on Monday. But then, that didn’t end up being the solution to our mystery.

  11. #11 Sarah
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 11:25 am

    One time one of our cats walked across my sister’s laptop keyboard…and something popped up, asking her “Are you sure you want to delete Microsoft Windows?” I believe this was the same cat who really liked to jump out from behind furniture and scare my youngest sister – we think he liked to hear her shriek. 🙂

  12. #12 Rob
    on Apr 8th, 2015 at 11:46 am

    What an interesting cat, Sarah. You really do wonder sometimes what goes on in their minds.