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A mystery!
A twenty-year-old mystery, no less! My parents were confronted with this once. Their explanation underneath the cut and spoiler-protected so you can comment without looking at it, to see if you thought of the same thing.
MYSTERY! My parents once were gone for the weekend (I was in college) and came back to find that the pair of large rubber boots on the front porch mysteriously had become one rubber boot, and the missing boot was sitting in lonely splendor in the middle of the living room. The front door was locked, and the back door was shut and latched, but not locked. Nothing else was missing or out of place.
To give you an idea of the setting, they lived in a house out in the country, about 8 miles out of town, at the end of a rural road that had about 15 houses over a mile and a half, the sort of neighborhood where everyone lets their dogs roam around freely, while the cattle and horses are kept behind fences. :D The house was on 13 acres of land, no fence, with a front and back porch, which the front and back doors opened on to respectively.
They finally figured out that what had to have happened was this sequence of events:
Our neighbor's Great Dane was roaming around the neighborhood.
He picked up the boot from the front porch and carried it around to the back porch.
He found that my parents had left the back door unlocked and closed, but not fully latched, so that he could push it open.
He wandered into the house, dropped the boot in the living room, and left via the back door, which stayed open.
When my parents opened the front door, the change in air pressure shut the back door hard enough that it latched.
MYSTERY! My parents once were gone for the weekend (I was in college) and came back to find that the pair of large rubber boots on the front porch mysteriously had become one rubber boot, and the missing boot was sitting in lonely splendor in the middle of the living room. The front door was locked, and the back door was shut and latched, but not locked. Nothing else was missing or out of place.
To give you an idea of the setting, they lived in a house out in the country, about 8 miles out of town, at the end of a rural road that had about 15 houses over a mile and a half, the sort of neighborhood where everyone lets their dogs roam around freely, while the cattle and horses are kept behind fences. :D The house was on 13 acres of land, no fence, with a front and back porch, which the front and back doors opened on to respectively.
They finally figured out that what had to have happened was this sequence of events:
Our neighbor's Great Dane was roaming around the neighborhood.
He picked up the boot from the front porch and carried it around to the back porch.
He found that my parents had left the back door unlocked and closed, but not fully latched, so that he could push it open.
He wandered into the house, dropped the boot in the living room, and left via the back door, which stayed open.
When my parents opened the front door, the change in air pressure shut the back door hard enough that it latched.
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