Woke up this morning to find someone has broke into the truck and trashed it. Ipod (which was hidden under the seat) gone, faceplate for the stereo gone, BUT they left the stereo (not the brightest bunch of people here, seeing as the faceplate is no good without the stereo), Rob's prescription sunglasses gone ( but they were nice enough to leave the case and his clips to his glasses), my prescription sunglasses (guess they didn't have as much respect for me as I found my case on the ground about 20 feet away from the truck), and the ashtray. Why the f**k would anyone want an ashtray? Well, because it had about 75 cents in pennies and nickels, plus about 15 pieces of gum. I found the ashtray on the ground, not far from my sunglasses case. I'm taking this really hard to be honest, as I have never had my vehicle broken into before. I think the hardest part I have with all of this is everyone knows who we are, and everyone knows what we drive as we are the only ones in this community with a Pathfinder. So, whoever broke into the truck knew exactly who they were stealing from. I was really beginning to feel comfortable here, and now I don't. And, to top it all off, when I went out to clean it out (they ripped everything out of the glovebox so it was a mess), I went to move the truck to the front of the house so I could keep an eye on it, AND IT'S STUCK IN 4 WHEEL DRIVE. They were fuckin' around with the 4 wheel drive shifter and I don't know what they've done but I can' t get it out of 4 low. Rob came home for lunch today to get a call saying they need him to go to Fort Resolution, which is 5 hours away, and they need him to go NOW. "Pack a bag, and expect to be there a couple days". So I'm here for at least the next couple of days by myself with the boys and a truck that doesn't move. Rotten little fuckers. I hope they choked on the gum.