So, About The Lawn Mower...
I don't think I was alone in thinking that the saga of the lawn mower was over. Yesterday, though, as I was pulling out of my garage, I noticed this:
Or rather, I noticed that I didn't have to be careful about running over the lawn mower because it wasn't there. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, our brand-new lawn mower had been stolen.
Operating on the dual assumption that your average lawn mower thief a) probably couldn't get far and b) isn't likely to be all that smart, Albert made a brief tour of our street that evening and, in fact, spotted our mower sitting in a yard about a mile away. Armed with the serial number from the delivery form and a cell phone, he called the police and filed a report. He gave up on the cops around midnight (understandably, there seemed to be more urgent matters afoot than a stolen lawn mower), but returned to his post and phoned again this morning.
The residents of the house denied all knowledge of the mower, but since the serial numbers matched we were allowed to bring the mower back.
Sadly, though, not undamaged.
On the plus side, Albert saw some people returning to the house with a gas can, and there appears to be at least two or three gallons of gas in the mower. Eight or nine bucks worth of gas is nothing to sneeze at.
On our to-do list for the weekend: Buy a yard shed.
Or rather, I noticed that I didn't have to be careful about running over the lawn mower because it wasn't there. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, our brand-new lawn mower had been stolen.
Operating on the dual assumption that your average lawn mower thief a) probably couldn't get far and b) isn't likely to be all that smart, Albert made a brief tour of our street that evening and, in fact, spotted our mower sitting in a yard about a mile away. Armed with the serial number from the delivery form and a cell phone, he called the police and filed a report. He gave up on the cops around midnight (understandably, there seemed to be more urgent matters afoot than a stolen lawn mower), but returned to his post and phoned again this morning.
The residents of the house denied all knowledge of the mower, but since the serial numbers matched we were allowed to bring the mower back.
Sadly, though, not undamaged.
On the plus side, Albert saw some people returning to the house with a gas can, and there appears to be at least two or three gallons of gas in the mower. Eight or nine bucks worth of gas is nothing to sneeze at.
On our to-do list for the weekend: Buy a yard shed.
Labels: lawn mower saga, life and times
posted by Jinjifore at 10:59 AM
4 Comments:
What a travesty! What kind of an a-hole would steal a man's lawn mower??? Sigh. Perhaps this is God's little way of telling you to hire a yard guy! LOL!
Excellent detective work on Albert's part. I love the people who had the lawn mower having no idea where it came from.
I'd almost bet it was a 13 year old kid. It just sounds like something they would do.
Completely unrelated to the lawn mower, we couldn't help but noticed that you identify yourself as having three cats.
Would you be interested in making that 3.5? That thing on the porch needs to get out of our space.
Love,
Thelma, Louise, Catalina, and Cleocatra
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