My neighbors were robbed yesterday. If that news isn’t frightening enough, it happened in broad daylight while I was home with my three children.
Yesterday I left the front door wide open. The storm door was closed and locked but anyone skulking around could easily peer into my home. Around 4ish Dozer started having a total freak out. I didn’t even bother to look. I just moved his furry white butt from in front of the door and closed it, assuming he was posturing at the next door neighbor lady who is terrified of him (thus making barking at her extra fun and enticing). I feel like such a jackass. Had I looked, I may have prevented a crime or gotten a look at the jerk who did this.
Over the last two months I’ve had a series of dreams about our home getting broken into while we slept. The dreams have rattled me enough that I have spoken with the Hubster about installing surveillance cameras around the property. This may become a reality with the approaching new year. It would be nice to be able to identify the intruder after Dozer decapitates him. Also, we may revisit the three dog matrix. An extra set of teeth is always a huge crime deterrent.
And as a final thought can someone please explain the logic behind a crime like this? During college I lived right at the heart of crack town. I was surrounded by felons. The general thought was leave the hood to steal stuff. These people be po’ they ain’t got nuttin worth stealing. My neighbors aren’t rich, quite the opposite really. They are not at all extravagant and do nothing to attract attention and yet BAM! So please, explain why po’ people are stealing from other po’ people because we be po’ too and I’d be awful sorrowful if someone broke into my home and stole my 15 year old hand me down TV.
November 29th, 2007 at 12:24 pm
It could have been some young hood in training. There are a lot of trouble making teens in my neighborhood and they attempted to break into our garage. Luckily they were idiots and could not even make it inside to steal all of our out grown baby stuff and the other equally thrilling items that we store there. I would have been glad if my husband’s long dead but “still necessary” computer had been taken.
November 29th, 2007 at 2:38 pm
That is shocking…in broad daylight! I would be crapping myself if I were you but you do have that beautiful Dozer to keep you guys safe.
I had a pitbull once when Tia was a baby and lived in the hood. There was a shootout in the park and the people in the park started running into random houses to escape the bloodshed. Funny thing is, no one tried to escape into mine, lol. Gotta love those big dogs with their big barks.
November 29th, 2007 at 9:09 pm
Someone once kicked my door in to steal my sister’s $16 bag from TJ Maxx and her collection of bus line maps. Probably not quite what they were after.
The real thrill was me installing a new door that was 1 inch taller than my pre-existing door frame. I’m just lucky I didn’t end up getting a Darwin award that year for death by table saw…