The garbage can

This is truly a bizarre story:

Yesterday I called my mom and asked if we could borrow a trash can, the two that we usually don't fill out by garbage day were overflowed, not with joy but trash.

Last night, like just about about every other Thursday night, I took out the trash. This time I put out 3 cans, instead of the usual two. When I awoke this morning however, there were only two cans in front of the house. My initial reaction was that the can must have blown into the street. But when I went outside I didn't see the trash can, and there were no remnants of trash blowing around. Additionally, the other cans, that didn't have covers (I don't think I mentioned the missing can did have a cover) were still standing and all the garbage was still inside of them.

So, I'm left with the conclusion that someone drove past my house and thought, what a lovely can full trash, I think I will bring it home with me.