This has just happened in the last hour, I cannot belive it, Mrs ArthurR cleaned out the cats toilet, bagged the contents, and took them to the communal rubbish bins, 5 mins later took more rubbish out, came back and said the cat sh*t had gone, somebody had taken it. how can you report cat sh*t stolen. :ugh::ugh::ugh::E

Just say they stole your B*g M*c - there can't be too much difference!!!

Well, you know what cats are like, I suspect some other moggy has dragged it away to bury it....in any case, looking at your address, I wouldn't fancy trying to report stolen cat doo-doo to the Spanish police, let alone trying to translate it.....

Amen to that, I believe it takes murder to get spanish police moving at all.

Flew to Sharm last someone pinched to lock of my bag contents untouched .

An olive green tin mug from my desk at work. Price £2 tops.
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Fos

A plastic water bottle replacing the anchor buoy that had been nicked the previous week.

After diving for the line, replaced with a green coconut (the beaches were covered with them) and that went the following day.

Don't care, still love the Philippines :)

Our neighbour has a small poodle, we have a house cat.

The poodle comes over to our yard and craps on lawn once a day, when I catch it I give it a hell of a fright which usually ends in a vindictive case of continuous yapping until neighbour calls it home.

Our cat litter bag sometimes is left on the front doorstep until someone takes it to the outside bin.

Recently the poo-dill has taken up the totally vindictive act of revenge by sneaking up to the doorstep (it's eyes bugging out like Crueler Deville) grabbing the full litter bag with it's teeth and running home with it only to look back once as if to say "ha that will teach you :E !"

:hmm::hmm::hmm: I now wonder if the neighbour thinks it is me leaving cat poo on his doorstep.

Once saw some crazy Columbians trying to steal the spare propeller off a ship I worked on. They managed to get it free from it's mounting on the aft deck but how the hell they expected to lower it to their dugout canoe is lost on me!:hmm:
Which reminds me, a bunch of pirates, off the african coast, boarded our ship at the f'csle, at night, and made off with 30x25litre tins of paint. Nothing strange in that except that they only took one of the two-pack required for it to cure. We were left with 30 tins of paint hardener. Bet they're still waiting for it to dry! :E:D

I was doing a walk round one day and noticed that someone had stolen the VCM. Honest :sad:

On a really stupid note, we had a spate of theft of earth wire from live electricity pylons. The earth on UK systems being the single wire right at the top.
At present there seems to be a trend to attack live substations in the hope of getting copper - don't know if any deaths yet but a few put in hospital:D

Don't care, still love the Philippines

I hear you!

Down our way is was a spate of manhole cover thefts!

At the weekend, someone stole my bath.

:uhoh:

Baggage carousel at MCT last week, saw someone ripping ID tag off my wheelie-bag and walking off with it.

I got it back. (...he'll be sore for a week)

Some of you might remember that my mother's home was destroyed by the worse tornado ever recorded in history in April 2000.

No one was allowed back into the devastated neighborhoods for two days to allow building inspectors to determine what houses were safe to enter. I my mother's area it was very simple to figure out that it was safe, nearly all the houses were totally gone. My mother's house was a three story (two story UK) house and the top two levels were all but removed.

However, in what was left of her bedroom, roof gone, walls gone, her king sized bed was still there. Now along with the damage from the tornado there had been a day of heavy rain after the night of the tornado. So the mattress was covered in storm debris and soaked with rain water.

Somebody stole it the third night.

My mother asked me why on earth anyone would steal a worthless, debris covered rain soaked mattress. I told her I guess someone who did not have a bed.

(I'd hate to sleep on it.)

Our office got burgled recently, whoever broke in found a metal box in our reception which they took to be a cash tin, locked up.

With an alarm ringing, they grabbed it & made a hasty retreat.

I wish I'd seen their faces when they broke into it later on, excitedly expecting to get cash.

It was our day-key safe, empty except for a single spare key to the tin itself, which they would by that time have broken open, making it useless.

:D

Arfur

I had a bike stolen from outside my house when I lived in Beckenham. I didn't lock it up because it had no front wheel nuts on it. How I wish I'd been at the first kerb he came to.

From a slightly different angle: I once had to deal with a drug-addicted mum who had stolen from the Ante Natal Clinic. In spite of her addiction she had managed to retain sufficient self respect to confine her theft to biscuits and chocolate and leave the more valuable items. She had had no food for several days and had walked several miles to visit her sick baby. For once the authorities had some compassion and didn't prosecute. We used to scrounge a meal for her from one of the wards whenever she visited. She didn't steal anything else from us or anywhere within the hospital. I am not condoning theft, but this mum had been really desperate and had taken only what she needed to stay alive. I do not agree with drug-taking but the blame lies not with the addicts, rather it is the fault of those dealers who prey on the weak and vulnerable.

Someone stole the saddle off my nightmare. :uhoh:

Many moons ago we took two Canberras to Malta, after unloading all our spares from the squadron transport bird we had two main wheels, big buggers, which we couldn't get into our small lockable hut so it was decided( I think by the poisoned dwarf:}) to leave them behind said hut. Next morning we turned up only to find that the fence had been cut and one mainwheel was missing!!. Now tell me, what the fcuk would the locals want with that?
Never did find out who.
Regards Den.

Went to Camaroon once, the chap i was with rented a car and we went to dinner, he paid a lad to watch his car whilst we were in the restaurant.When we came out the boot was open and the spare wheel was gone. The lad we had paid said we shouldn't have paid him because the car wasn't in his space. The lad who guarded the space wasn't about. We went to the car hire company the next day to tell them and all they wanted to know was the exact location of the space we had parked the car in so they knew who to go and buy the spare wheel from!

On a slightly different tack this is a tale related to me by my father who lives in Canada.
His next door neighbour had a garage sale and the only item left at the end of the sale was an armchair. The guy didn't want it so he left it on the sidewalk with a sign saying ' Free, please help yourself ' The chair was there for over a week with no apparent interest. Getting peed off with the whole affair the neighbour replaced the 'free' sign with a sign saying 'For Sale $10' You've guessed it .... within 5 minutes the chair was gone !! :rolleyes: