I let the dog out the back door this afternoon and noticed the tarp I keep my lawn mower under was looking awfully flat. No mower. I brought the dog back in, so livid that when I slammed the back door the walls shook and knocked a picture frame off. Cursing to myself I swept it up and took the dust pan out to the trash can. When I rounded the corner outside I noticed something shocking...

A nice, short, freshly mown front lawn.

Nice of them to mow my grass before they made off with it.

Scratching my head. Atleast I know what the dog was carrying on about a few hours ago now.