The Park Chronicles - Day 2

So I went back to the park today, hoping to find my little kitty friend once again, but only found a very angry squirrel instead.  And for as small as those little buggers are, they sure can put on a fierce act...and militant too!  He criss-crossed strategically back and forth behind me, edging closer and closer with each pass, chirping and violently shaking his bushy tail at me.  Sadly, he didn't eventually warm up to me and then climb in my lap and make nice....so that was a bit of a let down from yesterday's pleasant experience, however, I wasn't left empty handed from my visit today, I'm fairly certain I might of been parked behind a "bait car"...you know those police sting operations where they sit a vehicle out, doors unlocked, throw a laptop in the back and wait for someone to steal it?  Well I pulled up today in my shady spot of yesterday to find this:

A mini van, temporary tags, with the sliding door and passenger door wide open.  For 40 minutes, the van sat undisturbed.  No people shuffling about anywhere to be seen nearby....it was suspicious I thought.

So on my way back to the office, I contemplated the OTHER reasons one might leave their van this way:

1-occupants were attacked by killer bees, fled the vehicle in such a hurry to escape, no time could be spared to close and lock doors. (Think Tommy Boy)

2 - occupants had no arms, so for convenience reasons, they just leave doors open for easy entrance and exit.

3-soccer mom cracks and pulls a gun on ungrateful children and husband in the passenger seat...after being asked "are we there yet" one too many times.

4-dad farted, family evacuated.

what do you guys think?  Where does your imagination go when left to your own devices?  Was I copping-a-squat 100 feet from a "bait car" or do you have a different theory you'd like to share?

Inquiring minds want to know,

~Heather Lynn~