I went by the house today on the way home from work, since it was still (just barely) light enough outside to see fairly well, to see how much more looting might've been done.
But I didn't end up even getting off the bike to go into the yard and check, because I could clearly see the back room is torn down now, with the chimney/fireplace now freestanding, and a bare slab. It was gutwrenching in a way that even seeing the interior of the house stripped to bare frame was not, though I don't know why. So I couldn't take any more than that, and I just rode off and went to the apartment for Tiny hugz (which she is all too happy to help with).
I didn't bother to try to take pics cuz all I had with me is the crappy phone-camera with no flash, and it wouldnt' have captured anything you could see well enough to be worth posting. Since I get off work in early afternoon tomorrow (I start at 8am, which means leaving the apt by around 645am to be sure I am at work on time), I will be able to take pics even with that phone-camera that you should be able to clearly see, though it will be too hot at that time to stick around very long.
I do not yet know if it is torn down to make way for a rebuilt version, or if it is permanently gone, as no one was there when I stopped by, and I didn't feel like trying to call the landlord and find out--I dind't want to hear the news if it was bad....and I assume that it is going to be just that.
Anyway, I wasn't having a great day to start with, so that just kinda nailed it for me.
Getting home to Tiny helped a whole lot though, and I feel way better than I did all day long after leaving her. But poor Tiny appears to have tried to get past the "folding screen" (like you'd use to change clothes behind, made of carved wood, saved from my mom's old bedroom stuff that didn't burn) that I put in front of hte front room window so she wouldn't be tempted to look outside and feel the need to protect the place by barking, etc, and the domino effect of things falling over knocked down the stack of empty moving boxes at the other end of the window on top of her potty tray, so she couldn't use it for at least part of the day, and she ended up using the tile floor next to it.

But at least she did it as close as she could; and of course she's not in trouble for any of it--it's just what dogs do.
Something that bothers me a lot right now at the apartment complex, though: I came home day before yesterday at around 1040pm to find that the front (car entrance) gate is jammed wide open, with it's drive mechanism chain all tangled up, and the motor still humming/shutting off/humming/shutting off/etc. So I left a call in with the "24 hour maintenance" option in the office phone number's after-hours message service. It's still exactly the same all day yesterday, and when I did Tiny's walkies this morning, and when I left midday for work, and when I came home tonight. Seems like it'd be more of a priority to fix, but apparently not.
And last night on Tiny's walkies, I found the always-padlocked fire-department gate on the other end of the complex had it's padlock cut (a pretty hefty Master combination padlock, mind you, with a U-part as thick as my finger!), and was wide open as well. I pulled it shut, since there's no reason for it to be like that, and put it's little "latch" bar down into the hole in the concrete so it can't swing open on it's own. I brought the lock pieces to the office door (they're closed that late at night) and left them there with a note about how and where I found them.
Tonight on Tiny's walkies I found hte FD gate is wide open again, and there's a "recycler" (to be generous) on a bicycle digging thru the trash bin (there's a LOT of recyclable stuff being tossed as they remodel the apartments) at that end of hte complex. Back by the gate itself was a junky-looking pickup truck with a pile of stuff in back and at least two people in it, which left rapidly thru the gate as I approached, perhaps because I am wearing a hat with a light on it and a flashlight in my hand, with a pretty big dog on a leash heading in their direction (so maybe I looked like a security guard). I shut the gate as I passed it, and put hte rod down in the hole again, too. I don't expect it to stay shut very long.
When i get back to the complex after work tomorrow, I'll stop by the office to see what the plans ot fix the gates are, because part of the reason I picked this place was it's nighttime "security" of having these gates, and they don't do much good without a lock on the FD gate, and the working mechanism on the main gate. I'd also like to find out if they know who broke the gates, since they do have video surveillance of at least some of the complex.