Lost/Stolen Federal Reserve $2.00 bills stolen out of Jeep

North Willard, Burlington VT

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Part 1: Free salvaged tiles! It has been a crappy week. If there was a bucket list for semi-awful things, this would be it, and it wasn’t going after the free tiles that I did eventually get. My first accident EVER was on Monday. I am 35. It was a hit and run to top that! They and their Hyundai Elantra zoomed off down the middle of North Ave., only after thinking about it for a good minute. Check! I have a concussion. Check. A near broken arm. Check. It was also our 06’ Jeep Wranglers first accident at 114,800 miles. Check for her. Poor girlfriend. She only wants to keep Jeeping, and we have a really long wonderful relationship that I wish to keep. Same with my Nalgene, but we will get to that next. I was only in Burlington to rescue some old house ceiling tiles for the house we rescued in the NEK, and to babysit a puppers. Part 2: I don’t appreciate it and I wish it would stop. Someone broke into our Jeep on North Willard. Let’s just check that off the ol’ bucket list. Her and I can not catch a break. I was sleeping after my PCP sent me to the emergency room, because whiplash and concussions are not at all fun, and miss Jeep was resting while waiting on new tires, brakes and to be thoroughly looked over. All in all, $300 went missing. There was probably more, but we will leave it at that. $200 of that was a package of bank wrapped $2 bills directly from the federal reserve to VCU. It was something fun to do, and it makes picking up things for our 4 rescue dogs and 4 rescue bunnies so much more fun! I feel like I am our rescue Newfie, Maggie (10 on 8.20), handing someone a bunch of 2’s for another dog bed. “In her loud words, “I need a lot of cushion.” Or our black lab, Theodore (10), saying “Of course I will give you $2 for that box of balls!”, but in a Goofy kind of way. Or Charles (10) our pigger lab who only wants to spend his bills on dog treats, at 2/$1. He doesn’t spend his 2’s wisely, but they were his 2’s and not yours. Will he starve? No. He thinks the refrigerator is a rotisserie and steals butter and white bread. The point is, it was not your Jeep and it was not your money in the Jeep. You also stole my beautiful purple, small mouth, Nalgene with my “Fight Facism, Make Love”, “Eat the Rainbow”, “Patagonia” and “Abortion is Essential Healthcare"stickers. I treasure my Nalgene, after having my original 15 year old Nalgene accidentally picked up. This actually bothers me in a substantial way! Like, why her? You already grabbed the dough out of my Cotopaxi. To the human being that did this, I understand everyone is having a rough time and cortisol levels are high, plus it’s hot, but I am included in that too. I am a millennial with no money, hence rescuing tiles for our house that includes 4 rescue puppers, 4 indoor rescue bunnies, one master feline, and my very best friend and partner that works his behind off. We are all in the same no money climate. You could return the money, but you probably will not. I would like my Nalgene back too. I can be reached at . No questions asked. I will not turn you or anyone else in. The bar for my hope in humanity isn’t very high, especially after rescuing bunnies, but just maybe this will reach someone. Also, don’t ruin someone else’s day. It isn’t yours to ruin. Kindly, Sarah, and The Permanent Pawster Puppers: Maggie, Theodore, Charles, and Olivia; Fitzgerald and his rescue bunny harem, Magdalena, Gabriella, and Phoebe; and least but not least, our one true feline overlord, Jynx (she buys cat trees and soft food with her 2’s). You can totally keep the 2020 bat quarter you took out of my cup holder and the dog treats.