I've had my house / apartment broken into several times. When I was married, my husband had one of his cousins over who stole my wedding ring and pawned it so she could buy drugs. I was pregnant at the time and the ring didn't fit my swollen finger, so I had just taken it off and put it on the counter. My husband forgot to run it upstairs to our bedroom.
When my son and I lived in a duplex, some kids kicked in the back door, rummaged through my son's things and took several pairs of sweat pants and shirts and a Polaroid camera. Needless to say, he was really upset about his clothes being stolen. Who in the world would take used sweat pants?
Just recently, my son listed his truck on Craigslist and the night before he was going to show the truck to a potential buyer, it was broken into. A broken phone was taken, the ignition was jacked, the glove box ransacked - but the CD player was left intact. Once my son relayed the problem to the potential buyer, he wanted to know when it would be ready for a test drive. Red flag went off right there. Funny how the ignition was jacked, as if it would be hot-wired, but a brand new CD player was left? Hmmmm.....