Maybe it was my fault. Maybe it was José’s fault. Maybe it was the skunk’s fault. At any rate; we had an overnight guest in our garage last night. He (large shoe prints) apparently slept on the garage floor next to the car. He used a seat cushion taken from an upholstered chair for a pillow and used an old duvet (taken out of its package) as a ground cloth. He rummaged through the heaps of rummage stuff stowed in the garage. For some reason he wrapped an old sweater around the non-working lamp of the motion-activated security fixture in an attempt to disable it. There is no OFF switch at the fixture which seems to baffle amateur burglars. He stood on a wobbly stool and unplugged the power cord to the overhead door opener and disengaged the link chain. He left items strewn about here and there. He emptied a small duffel bag and made off with an obscene piggy bank with a few pennies in it.
Over the years our garage has been broken into many times; even stealing my brother’s car on occasion. We were burgled a few months ago with the service door kicked in but alas! – never repaired. I propped it shut with a wooden board and started using the overhead door to enter and exit. I get distracted frequently what with carrying groceries and fumbling about with house keys, etc., and I would frequently forget to hit the remote and lower the garage door. We’d get late-night calls from our neighbor José, informing us the damned garage door is open again. But as yesterday was Father’s Day I came home rather late from spending time (and money) with my beloved son, so José was already in for the night.
On the way through the yard I nearly stepped on a baby skunk (again – fearless, they do get underfoot) and I suspect that was all the distraction I required to forget to hit the garage door remote.
Long story short; we had an opportunistic homeless person take up temporary residence in our garage. While he did steal my piggy bank, at least he had the common decency to close the overhead door upon leaving.