Yikes!!

Quite a bit of a scare last night....

Mrs. That Dan Guy and I went out last night, to grab a little dinner, and possibly do a bit of slot machining. It would have made some sense, given that we went to the casino restaurant for the meal.

However, just as we finished eating, and prepared to liberate the coin inside some of those slots, I got a call on my cell phone. Call Display said "Private Caller", which I took to mean "telemarketing pond dweller", or "overly eager and somewhat premature tax collection agent". I let it go to voice mail, which for the record, is something I would NEVER do normally.

However, curiosity got the better of me, and I played the voice mail. Thankfully! It was our alarm company, alerting us to a patio door alarm!! We had to rush all the way across town, all the while worrying about some thugs having broken in. Did they do willful property damage inside the home? Did they take our old unread newspapers? Why, oh why did I put an old pair of underwear on top of the vase in the dining room?? What would they think??

Being a virtual rock in these sorts of situations, I found myself oddly buckling over inside. The closer we got to the house, the more the butterflies in my stomach felt like full-grown vultures fighting over a dead squirrel...

When we got home, I sent Mrs. That Dan Guy around to the back of the house, while I searched for our pocket flashlight, which never seems to be in a pocket.

In the back yard, all we could see were rabbit footprints, not a single human one. Unless the Easter Bunny was trying to leave us a seasonal holiday surprise, or was trying to supplement his income with a pawned colour TV, we appeared to be the victims of a false alarm...

When the guard from the alarm company arrived, I scared the bejeebers out of her, walking up to the car while she was looking down for her own pocket flashlight. Her warning shot thankfully passed through a piece of my jacket, not even nicking any flesh...

So,we now know the alarm system works well. It could have been a bird or a ball that thumped the patio door, and set off the alarm, but the trial panic run went pretty well, all things considered. We are extremely thankful we didn't come home to find a real break-in...

Have a Happy Easter, if that's your persuasion today!!

Chow for now!!