Quite a few years ago my home was burglarized. We came home to find Sugar (my white Angora R/B kitty) walking around the front of the house.
As he was an indoor cat - we knew immediately what had happened.

It was during the holidays and they took every wrapped gift that was under the tree. We had had a holiday party the night before and I used the wrapped gifts as decorations. All of those were gone. They had taken the time to pick through my silverware to find and steal only the silver. Everything they took was small and they used the king sized pillow cases from my bed to haul their loot. They took every piece of jewelry that I owned including pieces from my family that could never be replaced.

They had stolen a box of business cards that belonged to my husband. There it was, our address - our phone number and his name. They called daily three and four times a day to see if we were home. It was a nightmare. My ex-husband's stepfather passed away and he had to leave town to go to the funeral. I was left alone to deal with the house and these calls. They had not taken any of my business equipment and I am pretty sure they kept calling hoping to get back in here and clean up again.

Dealing with the insurance company wasn't fun either - but we finally settled.

Eventually the calls stopped - and we installed a burglar alarm. But that trauma remains with me today.

I am glad, Pam, that it wasn't your home - but it does leave you feeling very vulnerable and I am sorry you have to deal with that.