A startling wake-up call

This morning as we were sleeping in and the kids were wasting brain cells watching TV oldest ds runs in and informs us that someone is knocking on the door. Dh throws some clothes on and goes and answers it. I wander into the LR and see it's the elderly neighbor from next door and go back to the bedroom to put on some clothes, not really thinking much about it. When I come back out dh asks me if I know the phone number for the local police (happens that it's programmed in my phone) so I went and found him my phone and he called the local police. I was really just too groggy to join in the drama and went to make a pot of coffee, by the time I get back to the porch a cop is out there, the little old lady is madder than a wet hen, and the cop is writing down our phone number. The cop escorted the elderly lady next door to her house and evidently somebody called her daughter -maybe the police dispatcher as dh said they seemed to know her when he gave them her name-. Seems little old lady beleived we had stolen her medicine and given it to the neighbors who live on the other side of us, Lucille had signed for a bouquet of a dozen roses and kept them (no Lucille in our house of course) We had noticed that the lady had been sitting on her porch a lot the last couple of days in the 100 + heat index and was a little worried, but honestly it was the very first time we'd ever even seen her since we've been here almost a year. For what it's worth the elderly lady insisted that dh called the police, we would have simply called her daughter as it was apparent that she was very addled and confused, and I'm guessing the porch sitting the last few days was in paranoria of us.
So anyway the cop, the daughter and the irrate elderly lady pow-wowed in the yard for a little while and the cop moved on w/o speaking to us anymore. I'm not upset with the elderly lady, it's pretty apparent that dementia is setting in pretty hard. However I thought the daughter would have come over and offered and apology, maybe her phone number in case her mother does something similar again as honestly it wasn't really anything the cops needed to get involved with, and alerting her to mom sitting on the porch in the miserable heat might have been a good idea in retrospect.
So in case your taking tally of the neighborhood. One dementia addled elderly lady on one side of us, a lazy trashy (literally doesn't pick up trash) and lets the yard grow, I itch to use a weed eater there on the other, across the street are new neighbors who seem pretty quiet, haven't had issues with them (WAY better than previous tenants) but my landlord did tell me their teenage son was kicked out of school for calling in a bomb threat. A couple of houses down is a house I'm have a good hunch is a prospect for the show hoarders and the entire block looks like a disply of every tacky yard animal that is sold at Wal-Mart. I love this town.