Residents in Metairie were perplexed after personal belongings began turning up missing. Dishtowels, underwear, socks, shirts, a swimming suit … it was incredibly odd that only clothes and towels were disappearing.
The cat burglar left no trace, no clues, nothing to help people figure out who was behind the crime.
“All these different dish towels.”
On the flipside, Joseph and Heather Bardi began noticing articles of clothes appearing out of thin air on their front porch.
“First was a tank top and two Nike socks. The next morning, a dishrag, a ripped pair of boxers and more Nike socks. Now in that past two days, part of a girls bikini, size medium, a few more dishrags and a beach towel. All seemingly freshly out of the dryer mind you, except the bathing suit and towel that smelled like sunscreen, because I also found a wad of dryer lint on one of the socks.”
The Bardis slapped on their detective hats and hoped to solve the craziness unfolding every night in their front yard.
They had their suspicions…
“I thought a drunk just left stuff on my patio because the lamplighter is right up the street and drunk people are often seen stumbling home in the wee hours of the morning.”
But the sleuths were wrong.
They started freaking out as more items appeared in their front yard, so they filed a police report.
“We started getting weirded out. Heather bought some surveillance cameras.”
The suspect ended up being none other than someone they love, someone they hold near and dear to their hearts. Someone who had turned into a chief thief during the coronavirus pandemic…
“I thought somebody was messing with me.”
Their precious cat Admiral Galacticat had always been a housecat ever since they brought him home at three months old. But he quickly grew weary of his humans being around 24-7 during the coronavirus, so they started letting him venture outside.
Now he roams around and plays with the neighbor cats. He also landed himself a girlfriend named Lucille who slinks around the neighborhood.
Maybe she’s been a bad influence or possibly it’s the new pals he’s met, because it turns out Admiral Galacticat was the culprit!
“I got security cameras and lo and behold, it is MY CAT that is stealing SOMEONE’s clean laundry and bringing it home. Now I am grateful it’s not a dead sparrow or mouse, but I am sure someone is at home scratching their head as to where their clothes keep disappearing to. Trust me, it is not the dryer monster, but Admiral.”
Heather felt horrible about the shenanigans her cat had been up to, so she posted a plea for forgiveness on Facebook and to let neighbors know that she embarrassingly had their undergarments and other items.
“I was just trying to figure out whose crap my cat dragged home … If you would like to retrieve your items, I have been collecting them and I will wash them again ’cause of cat spit, but you are more than welcome to come by and grab the bag and shame my a**hole cat if he is around. Just message me. Also, sorry my cat is a kleptomaniac.”
Heather and Joseph still are in disbelief about the fact that their cat was the culprit.
Apparently at least one of their neighbors’ laundry rooms isn’t secure enough to keep the adventurous cat out.
“I was like are you kidding me.”
“At first I was kind of thinking ‘what kind of idiot lets a cat steal their clothes?’ but then I ended up being that idiot. As soon as she mentioned Nike socks, I was like oh those might be mine.”
When Casey picked up his belongings, he gently chastised Admiral Galacticat with a laugh.
“I patted him on the head and said ‘look you got to stop doing that.'”
Casey plans to better secure his laundry room door. Heather and Joseph hope their cat stops swiping people’s belongings. Fortunately, everyone had a good laugh!
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