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Feb. 12th, 2010 10:33 amThis morning, I was sitting at home before my morning dash-about-town, when Chris called with a challenge: "Guess what we just saw in the alley!" Given that alley-spyings may include such things as nearly-new furniture that wants to come live with us, small-to-medium birds of prey, basketball-playing munchkins, vintage Mustangs, or gods know what else, I guessed, "A table?"
It was our scooter. About half a block down the alley, parked behind someone's garage.
"I saw that last night! I just thought someone had a similar one and didn't pay it much attention!"
Nope, it was ours. Still had Tammie's helmet lock attached, and her key worked in it though it didn't start properly. She brought it home, and no, there wasn't another one in the garage.
We presume opportunistic kids, since someone planning to steal the scooter would probably have brought a truck.
I just paid the darn thing off last week. And if the thieves hadn't abandoned it, we might not have noticed it was missing until spring.
It was our scooter. About half a block down the alley, parked behind someone's garage.
"I saw that last night! I just thought someone had a similar one and didn't pay it much attention!"
Nope, it was ours. Still had Tammie's helmet lock attached, and her key worked in it though it didn't start properly. She brought it home, and no, there wasn't another one in the garage.
We presume opportunistic kids, since someone planning to steal the scooter would probably have brought a truck.
I just paid the darn thing off last week. And if the thieves hadn't abandoned it, we might not have noticed it was missing until spring.