Posted on 09/19/2004 9:25:02 PM PDT by Mo1
They threw me out.
What a perfectly coordinated cat, sofa, and carpet.
Very nice.
Morning, everyone.
SO beautiful!
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Good morning
It's a good thing Saki matches, because she sheds like crazy all year 'round. Her coat always feels luxuriously soft, so I guess it's not unhealthy - but what a mess.
Well, it is a long story. Yesterday about 1:00 I was sitting here at the computer when I heard my doorbell ring. I stood up and looked out the window to the front yard and driveway. I saw no car, so I thought it must be some of those Mormons who walk around or else someone putting coupons on door, you know. So, I just sat back down. Then the doorbell rang again and was rung incessantly as if someone just kept their finger on the bell. Then I was alarmed, but I couldn't see who was at my door because my doorway is recessed. The only way I could see was to go to the door which has a glass panel on the side. People always look through when ringing the bell. I couldn't remember if my front door was locked and the person would be able to see me if I approached the door. I was very afraid because, if you remember, we have had several instances of robbers escaping on foot from banks and pharmacies. And I was thinking that whoever was at that door was crazy to just lean on the bell and I could not see a vehicle anywhere in the driveway or parked in the street. So, I just picked up the phone, dialed 911, and told them my situation.
If anyone is interested in hearing the rest, tell me, because I hate to bore folks with a long story.
That's a good start. Keep going...
Your too cute!
Good grief, don't make us beg...roll on.
Okay, while waiting for the patrol car, I ran into the back bedroom with phone in hand and locked the door. After a minute or so, the doorbell finally stopped ringing. I was just about to open the door to go to the front window, when I heard someone walking around...just loud footsteps and doorknobs rattling.
I was just shaking. So, I grabbed the pistol from the bedroom closet. It hasn't been loaded with ammo in years nor did I have any. But, I thought I just might scare him with it if needed. I quietly opened the door to the deck and ran across it and around the corner, up the driveway, all the way to the corner...in sweats, house shoes carrying a phone and a pistol.
Still no sign of a patrol car. I called 911 again and told them someone was in the house and I was on the corner. The dispatcher assured me one was on the way. I watched my house and waited. Still no sign of the police. So, I called back again and was told that the officer should be on my street. I told her I saw no one. Then I thought I better mention the fact that I had an unloaded pistol in my hand and not to shoot ME. Well...that got her attention.
In twenty seconds a patrol car pulled up to me and a male officer got out. He said "first give me the gun", which I did. He called in the serial number and then told me to walk down to my house. He parked in the driveway and checked my front door. It was locked. Then we went around to the side door which was unlocked and he went in. I could tell he didn't really believe me by the way he just cruised in, you know. So, he went down the hall and just peeked in rooms.
All of a sudden I heard him shout "What are you doing here?" when he was outside the computer room and I took off running for the outside porch. Then I heard him scream "This is a kid. Lady, you didn't tell me there were kids in here. How many more?" I stopped in my tracks and told him there were no kids here.
He then goes into the computer room and comes back out....with my granddaughter Jenna.
I was floored. I keep her after school. She rides the bus and I always meet her in the driveway. So, we finally figured out that school let out early yesterday due to a teacher's meeting and my daughter had missed seeing it on the schedule. When I was not outside waiting, she rang and rang the doorbell. Finally, she came around to the side door and came in. She was wearing her clunky boots (which I hate) and never called out my name, not once. She finally just got her snack out of the fridge, got up into our big computer chair and turned on the cartoons.
One of these days, we might just laugh at this episode. But, for now I am worried of Jenna. It is not everyday that a little girl is abandoned by her grandmother and has a cop scream at her.
Yikes! That could have ended poorly in so many ways!
I suppose that Jenna's had a come to Jesus discussion about how best to arrive unannounced at Gram's home...
Nope, my ephinany is that I will never be caught without ammo again. If I had had a loaded gun, I would have been able to go to the door, without fear, to see who it was ringing the bell in a bizarre manner. And no, I am not a hysterical woman who would shoot through a door. And if folks even dream that calling 911 will get them emergency help are sadly mistaken, as I have learned the hard way.
And if folks even dream that calling 911 will get them emergency help are sadly mistaken, as I have learned the hard way.
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As you found out, today's armed citizen is immediately the enemy to the cops. You were investigated before he moved on to the purpose of his being there.
Purchase some tactical ammo for whatever caliber you own, and then buy some cheaper stuff to hone your skill with the weapon.
Stay safe back there, CB.
Oh, I forgot to tell you who the two dumb cops were. One was the female dispatcher who actually asked me why I had left my house after I had filled her in on the details in one of my calls from the street. The other was the female cop who finally arrived after the crisis was over whining that she couldn't find the address.
Now, the male cop was a little arrogant and condescending after it was all over. But, he did give me some advice as he handed my gun back. He said "This wouldn't do you any good, unloaded, unless you threw it at someone. And be very sure to tell us if you have a gun, unloaded or loaded, on your very first call. It makes us nervous if we see one unexpected".
Isn't this Marlboro Man enough to drive you crazy?
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