A careful man I ought to be,
For a little fellow follows me;
I do not dare to go astray
For fear he'll go the selfsame way.
I cannot once escape his eyes,
Whatever he sees me do, he tries;
Like me, he says, he's going to be,
The little chap who follows me.
He thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine,
The base in me he must not see,
The little guy who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer's fun and winter's snow,
I'm building in the years to be
The little man who follows me.
--Author Unknown
(with a couple edits)
Here in our little corner of Menlo Park, on the Atherton border, we don't think about crime much. I have cameras up because I'm in the camera business, not because I thought we needed them here. So I was surprised to come home and find one of Logan's strollers missing. Interesting to have the whole crime on tape, anyone know this dirtbag?
Click the links to see video of him doing the:
Approach
And, from another camera, you can see him walk up the sidewalk and then make off with the goods:
Oh, and want to see some random crap from a likely accomplice? This goes down like 2minutes before Mr. D-Bag shows up: WTF?
Anyone lose a wheel, or anything else, around here?