I was far far away in a soft dream when the insistent sound of the house alarm pushed violently into my dream, waking me up with a JOLT. What the???? With my heart racing in confusion and the realization dawning that it IS the house alarm I flew out of bed, grabbed my tripod and ran into the living room where Niki’s Aunt was already standing. With tripod in hand, my hair in four different directions and me squinting through eyes that hasn’t quite focused yet we slowly start peering through the windows. I almost do a back flip when I notice movement on the dining room table. Sokkies, Snuggles and Tiger, the three cats from next door are sitting on the dining room table, peering at us curiously. “Maybe the cats triggered the alarm?” I say. “No, the alarm is setup to allow movement of cats” Niki’s aunt say. Well, I have noticed that all three cats are a bit rounder than when I saw them last (like me), and maybe the three together constitutes a person… And why are they on the dining room table at 1 in the morning? Will think about this later. With three cats in tow we continue through the rest of the house, having no clue what the hell I would do if we do see any movement outside… throw a cat, or three, at it???
Thank heavens Hi-Tech arrives. A pint sized security guard climbs out. Geeeeeeez, my tripod is bigger than this guy… If something jumps on him we will have to rescue him, and not the other way around. Anyway, pint size walks around the house, fearless. “No Mam, there is nothing. Only some zebras on the other side of the house. Maybe they triggered the alarm”. Pint size keeps on staring at my hair.
Well, whatever it was (as the alarm is also setup to NOT be triggered by any wildlife walking around the house; it should only be triggered by wildlife trying to climb into the house…), I needed a drink.
CRAP, whiskey is finished. Note to self, buy freekin whiskey you idiot.
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