In the last couple of months in Park Slope — the baby bjorn-wearing capital of bourgeois-bohemian New York — a thief absconded with $200,000 worth of jewelry in a smash and grab, three boys stole a bunch of iPhones off of subway riders, a ticked off customer attacked the owner of a bike store, $6,000 was stolen from an auto shop, and a beloved pet was catnapped from a bodega on Seventh Avenue.
But it was the death of a golden retriever mix named Moose that activated the residents of the South Brooklyn enclave.
