That sucks. Small point, BTW...robbery is when you take something from someone by force or show of force. Your residence was burgled.
It's happened to me a couple times. When I lived in Tacoma, the armpit of Washington, someone broke into my car and walked off with a bunch of tapes, concert souveneirs, etc. Given the neighborhood I was living in, I doubt they kept any of it. Not a lot of Warren Zevon and Van Halen fans, as far as I could tell.
The scarier one was Feb 15, 1995. We had had about half an inch of snow. Mrs. Pacman and I were living on a ground floor apt. in Everett, about 11 miles from my office. She came in, helped me a bit on her way home from work, then left. I was working late, but hoped to get out soon.
I get a call from her. She says our apt. had been burglarized. Brief pause...I ask her "where are you calling me from?" She says from the apt. I said "GTFO NOW! And take the cordless phone, and keep talking to me." I feared the next noise I would hear was the sound of someone finding one of our weapons and using it. I dashed home, got there a little after the cops. Rear slider was wide open, but the apt. was still warm. There was snow on the carpet. I figured she was probably fumbling with the keys while they were still inside, and they made a beeline out of there.
We had a chat about not staying inside the place if and when that happened again.
We live in a low crime area now, but still have burglar alarms, with doors hooked up to sensors, plus a motion sensor. It's monitored, and they have our phone numbers if it goes off.