They believed that drugs were involved - well bacon is a drug, isn't it?
It wasn't until a year or so ago that I was introduced to the term "couch surfing." This is apparently what people do, who do not have a "fixed address," but still have friends. They hang out at a friend's house, do some minor chores now and again and then spend the night on the couch.
It's a type of life style I suppose - a sort of "between jobs" or "no money to travel, but would like to" type of existence. I think that there was the equivalent in the 60s & 70s where young people just camped out somewhere - maybe Haight/Ashbury - and hoped for the best.
The BC intruder also reminded me of an incident that happened to my sister a few years ago. She had gone to bed about 11:00pm on a Saturday night. Her teenaged daughter was still out, so she was sleeping lightly. Sometime about 2:00 or 3:00am there was a noise and my sister got up to check on things. Fortunately my niece was just coming home at that time. This was not the surprise! The real shock was that some stranger was sleeping on their couch. My sister had left the door unlocked for her daughter and some young person had obviously mistaken the house for one that he knew and had come in and fallen asleep on the couch.
They decided to leave him there, rather than waken him and perhaps create an "incident." I'm not sure that I could have fallen back to sleep, with a stranger on my couch!! Sorry, I've forgotten what happened in the morning.
Strange occurrences of the nocturnal kind. It also reminds me of a CSI episode......best left forgotten.
Have a wonderful day!!