A police officer arrived three hours after I called. He said he’d been answering several other calls similar to mine – doors broken in with only money (cash) taken. He suspected that the intruders were looking for quick money and drugs. They hadn’t taken any valuable electronic items. The police believed that the culprits were teenagers who would have trouble explaining televisions, computers, cameras to their parents. Or maybe they simply didn’t know where to pawn such items.
He wrote down the information regarding the robbery, gave us a case number for our insurance company, and left.
After we closed the door, I grabbed Freckles and squished her in a huge hug. When I thought about how lucky we were that she wasn’t hurt and how it could have turned out so differently, I couldn't help but hold her. Maybe I'd never let her go.