Thursday, November 18, 2010
COP ON THE BEAT
We had some night time excitement last night.
The doorbell rang after we had gone to bed and it was a policeman.
I ran down all the things I might have done in an instant.
He said that we had left the garage door open.
I thanked him.
Two things. Booker was right on his case. The alarm bark.
I know that he is good at this during the day and waits until we come to say "OK" before he stops barking.
He did the same last night. I noticed the cop stood well out of the way in case the door flew open. Or maybe in case I had a gat to blow him away. They are very cautious, I notice, especially approaching cars they stop. And rightly so.
The other thing is that there are cops out there patrolling our little out of the way street and that he would stop and let us know we were unsafe with the garage door.
Actually, we do not lock up. Period.
It is just not worth it.
If someone really, really, wanted to get in, there would be no stopping them anyway. All they need to do is break a big slider window.
Smash.
The woman who was here before us had high security. All the sliders had broomsticks in the slots. It makes sense. The place was unattended much of the time. There was no alarm though.
There is a funny armored plate kind of thing on the bedroom door. We can't quite figure that out.
Anyway, we copped a plea. Thanked the (very good looking) man, shut the garage door and went back to bed.
