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Today was nothing special and just started like any other.

rise and shine

breakfast

dressed

out the door

drop off 1

drop off 2

off to work I go

After I dropped off Griff I had to drive in front of the entrance of our subdivision to get to where I needed to go. I noticed a man walking and had an uneasy feeling. I was a little disappointed in myself. The man was not doing anything wrong he was just walking. Bad Ayia and shame on me for casting judgement.

About 10 minutes down the road I received a call from Satch. He was on the phone with the alarm company. Our house alarm was going off and he was making sure that I was not in the house and accidentally set the system off. That would be a "NO" I am driving to work. At this point neither of us were terribly concerned. The alarm company then told us the point of entry that was causing all of the racket. That would be a door that is never used. Instantly my heart sank. All of the what ifs started racing through my head.

What if someone is in our house right now?

What if they hurt Al-dog or Al-dog dies of a heart attack?

What if this happened and I was home with the boys?

Satch told the alarm company send out the PoPo to investigate. I didn't know what to do. Continue driving or go home? I decided to press forward and wait for a call from Satch telling me that all was good in the hood.

tick... tock... tick... tock...

Let me tell you. The next 45 minutes seemed to stand still. I waited what seemed like an eternity to get the scoop. I called Satch a few times to get an update. He had nothing.

I drove 45 minutes down the road with white knuckles holding onto my phone and my mind going to BAD places. Was it good or bad that we had not received a call? My brain went automatically to bad. Ah-ha! I was right about that guy totally minding his own business and walking down the street! I must have had a premonition! Is it possible for me to have psychic abilities? I mean I am a really good judge of character and sometimes get "feelings" about people. I'm quite sure at this very moment the police have him hog tied on the ground after they caught him trying to escape with Thomas the Train and a Danielle Steele novel in one arm and a chips and dip bowl in the other?!? Folks it was a L---O---N---G drive with myself and my imagination.

FINALLY I receive a call from Satch. He called the alarm company to get the status. Apparently the protocol is if everything checks out they DO NOT give you a call back. Okay... strange, but happy that all is well right? WRONG! He was half way home and we needed answers. Why exactly did the alarm go off in the first place?

I was on the phone with him as he combed the potential crime scene. He was armed with his cell phone in one hand and trusty golf club in the other. Al-Dog was a nervous wreck and hiding in the bathroom with his tail between his legs. As he walked through the house he called out things that may have been disturbed. Here is an example:

Satch: "The shade on the keeping room door is up!?!?!

Ayia: "Nah... I saw Griff fool with it this morning.

He made his way through the house. He then got to the door that was causing the commotion.

Satch: "The door is closed and locked. Everything looks normal. Hummm.... wait.... it looks like a dead bird outside? That is strange?"

Me: "I wonder if someone came and put a dead bird at our back door? What kind of sicko would do such a thing?"

Me: "Wait a second... Satch I think you are responsible for killing that bird?"

Here is the real story. Satch can be a bit of a clean freak most of the time. By no means am I complaining! Occasionally I look through the window and find him outside cleaning the windows. Our windows are so clean that the bird killed himself trying to break on through. You know kind of like the Windex commercial with the birds laughing... And that is the way that I started my day.

Bye bye birdie... Sorry to confuse you with our ridiculously clean windows.