Update: not only has my plant been stolen, I've had had to call the police twice in the last two days due to large parties spilling over into the streets well after midnight. Yesterday I had the pleasure of phoning Burlington's finest while listening to a large brawl of people screaming at each other in the middle of the street in front of my house at 2am. Then neighbors started yelling out there windows at them. Then I started getting severely annoyed. Then I called the cops. My favorite moment had to have been when the police arrived and one particularly large and intoxicated man screamed that some girl had rung him to come over but "she ain't there and I ain't got no p**sy!". Apparently that was the crux of the issue. He had been dragging people out of their houses looking for her.
I keep my doors locked at all times, FYI.
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You don't think the large and intoxicated man is somehow connected to the disappearance of your flowers, do you? That poor, poor plant . . .
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