HE RANG 911!!!!
What a doofus.
A friend of ours used to do police photography work in Brisbane in the 70's (think somewhere in the deep south in terms of the nature of police).
His dark room doubled as where the drug seizures, then mainly marijuana, were stored.
Now...he was used to the evidence disappearing...(our drug squad in Adelaide was, in druggie-lore, held to be the only one which didn't bust you for the drugs they sold you, but all the squads were known for their consumption and sale of evidence)...but he became surprised at one point because of the untidiness of the thieves. You know, bits of stuff lying around, bags with holes etc.
Then, the thieves became either too stoned, or too habituated, to bother hiding.
Yes.....the happiest family of mice ever known to humankind had found paradise.
He said they became, of course, fascinated by what he was doing...and would sit circling his work bench, swaying bemusedly, watching everything he did with the rapt, ridiculous, attention of the truly stoned......