Nasty Little Bastards

A moment of exodus from My Norwegian musing to cry foul.

My Mother Bear Growl is rising up and ready to ROAR. Dh, BD1 and BD2 went to the park this afternoon for a little picnic and play time. BD1 took her backpack with some toys and books with her. They put the backpack on the picnic table and went a few yards away to play with the "flying disc" and the dog, and just a few minutes later returned to notice that the backpack was missing.

They looked all over the park, the adjoining school, the office building, the trash even, and nothing; it was gone.

Why would someone want to take a dirty, old, broken purple backpack? We did the "reward, lost backpack" sign, and have kind of waited to hear something all afternoon, but nothing. I think some kid or kids was being very mean.

Just made my heart hurt. Just about everyone in the neighborhood knows BD1 (and BD2 for that matter), since we walk to school with her backpack and we seem to be always chasing the dog; so why wouldn't someone return it.

Had to vent.