Not so perfect day!

As I walked through the door last night about 6:00pm, I saw the cow standing in the dining room with a broom in one hand and the telephone in the other. The first words out of his mouth were "don't freak out!" My first instinct was Tam! He then said "someone broke into the house - Tam is still here!" Ahhhhh! Relief!
But then the feeling of anxiety, pressure, scared, and panic overwhelmed me! I still hadn't put my bag down. All of these feelings in less than 10 seconds!
As I walked into the kitchen glass shards were everywhere - they were in the sink, the floor, Tam's food & water bowls, her litter box, all the way into the dining room. Obviously, broken window means open window but Tam was too scared to try to escape. The cow found her cowering under the bed.
Out the back door and down to the basement I went. The door was being held closed by a tiny little padlock. They had broken the window and kicked the dead bolt out (tearing the door jam out from the wall) but luckily the pad lock and one of the hinges just wouldn't give. The thief did not get into the basement (bikes galore).
The next hour was spent wiping, sweeping, moping and repeating in the kitchen. The cow called the police. They arrived and basically said - these things happen and my personal favorite "maybe you should put a lock on your gates to the backyard." The basement clean up will take days maybe weeks. Even though they didn't get in the thief created a massive mess. The cow went down and swept up the first round. Then when I went down I noticed there was tiny glass pieces about 12 feet away from the door.
I went in the spare room to check on Tam and there was MUD all over the light carpet. It was obvious they had been in every room.
A young man came about 8:30 to "SECURE" the premises. This means that plywood was drilled into our 1906 house to secure the window in the kitchen and he so graciously drilled the door closed from the inside while securing the basement. Our laundry and anything mechanical we might need are in the basement so I guess we are S.O.L!
You are probably wondering what they stole. With our best assessment they loaded up (in our laundry basket) 50 CD's, most of my jewelry, and a small piece of art. As the cop said, "stuff that can be sold quickly."