Last fall I moved to Billings from a small town, a place where a lot of folks seldom lock their doors. A lot of people warned me to be careful about taking safety precautions and to lock my doors and car. Apparently crime in general is on the increase in Billings.
I feel safe here, and I'm excited to be closer to my family and making new friends. I love the "cosmopolitan" feel of a bigger city, and Billings has a lot of amenities for seniors, like myself. I think basically most everyone is good at heart. Well, at least until one Tuesday morning.
I was awake around 4 a.m., and I heard a noise next to my porch, and I wondered to myself, "What's that old dog up to now?" I even thought about yelling "get out of my yard" out the window in case it was an intruder of the two or four legged kind. I wasn't really concerned and planned to investigate in the morning.
Yep, I got robbed. They took a large elk skull with six-point horns, but I'm not going to let the thief's thoughtless act put a damper on my joy of living in a new city. I don't feel it's my bad "karma" that this happened, but it's certainly bad "karma" for the perpetrator; no good will come of their action. The money will soon be gone but not the memory of how they cheated someone.