Someone GTA'ed Earnhardt, my saddled pig, and 1 carrot on a stick (presumably to steer Earnhardt with).
To the perpetrator:
I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you return Earnhardt now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will troll you.