So this is what 3:30 AM looks like.
Or….Adventures in House/Pet Sitting.
So I’m house sitting for my best friend Ben and his husband Tim while they are in Phoenix visiting Tim’s parents, not a bad gig at all. The house is great, tons of movies, the dogs are easy, takes less time to get to work than driving from P’Burg, etc. but, this morning the house alarm starts beeping at 3:30.
Now, maybe … just maybe, watching the extended uncut version of The Strangers was not my best idea last night. When the beeping starts all I can think is “OMG WTF do I do now there might be someone in the house!” I cannot explain just how weird it felt to have the fight or flight thing kick in and the adrenaline rush. Let’s quietly open the bedroom door and see if we hear anything downstairs in the totally dark 3000+ sq. foot house. Out onto the landing I creep and turn on the foyer light still listening – what if they are in the shadows? I summon my inner ‘butch’ and yell out “Hey, is someone down there?!” (Yes, like the criminale’s are gonna answer me?) No answer. I start realizing that if the alarm had actually been set off, surly the alarm company would have called by now asking if everything was okay, right? Next I decide I shall pull a Montgomery Burns and order Smithers to ‘Release the Hounds!’ (Said hounds being a teacup Chihuahua and 2 small Cockapoos). They don’t exactly go charging downstairs either….nice.

NOT what I wanted to see.
I decided to butch it up even more and try to find something to bash possible intruders with – now Ben and Tim have lots of nice things, a collection of ruby glass, various pottery pieces (yeah I’ll throw a piece of Roseville pottery…NOT), and other decorative objet d’art but nothing really usable as a weapon. I finally settle on a metal finial/obelisk that I could use as a club…I guess and start downstairs with telephone, alarm fob (panic button FTW!), dogs (even remembered that I had to carry Lucy – the Chihuahua – downstairs). Wow if a burglar had been there, imagine the site…..white guy in t-shirt and sweat shorts with pockets bulging from stuff; a chihuahua in one hand and an artful club in the other – I could disable the intruder with fits of laughter maybe?
Walking around turning on EVERY single light in the house and checking all doors and such didn’t take much time and I started to calm down. Maybe it was a power surge/outage – nope, the clocks on the stove, microwave, dishwasher, etc. were not doing that flashy thing. I did, however, draw the line at creeping around outside to see if anyone was out there but, surely a brightly lit house would deter them if they were still lurking. Certainly the alarm company would have called if someone had set off the motion detectors or one of the window/door sensors.
Now I was wide awake sooooooooo let’s get the girls breakfast and make coffee … since we’re already up (I doubt I can convey the sarcasm strongly enough). I guess this means that I will get an early start to head to the ‘burg to visit with Keith, my pups, and my bed today. Tomorrow, he’s going to come up to Richmond and spend the day with me here.
So yeah, that’s my day so far and it’s only *looks at clock* 5:41 AM now. YAY the coffee is ready!









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