Excitement in the neighborhood.

Today I headed into Las Vegas to pick my Dad and Step mom up at the airport, they have been in Africa on a hunting safari. My dad did awesome and shot all different stuff. Well any way me and the kids stopped and got the mail on the way out of town. All of a sudden the police go by in a high speed chase. I thought thats weird nothing ever happens in logandale. So we stopped next at Wally's and got some drinks for the way. There went the cops again the other way. Then I really wondered what was going on. So we took off to Vegas, I got off my exit and my neighbor calls me and she says you must not be home, and I'm like no I'm in Vegas. She says this guy stole this truck and then went to the power department and stole a lot of tools from them. Then the cops and the guys from the power department chased him right in front of your house and he left the truck right in front of your house. He took off in your back yard. I told her I don't know if my doors are locked or not. So I get a call back a few minutes latter and the cops are asking me if they could go in my house they thought he might be in here. I'm like good luck, but feeling lucky that we weren't home when this all went down. So I guess they came in and searched meanwhile the guy took off and stole my neighbors car, and the cops chased him, out to the desert where he totalled there car. I guess he was a escaped felon from Wyoming. Its funny never a dole moment here.