I was deep in slumber when a piercing noise woke me with one almighty jolt! The burglar alarm was going off.... it was still dark (and don't forget my shutters were leaning against the wall in the spare bedroom).
I kid you not - I nearly had another
blo*
dy heart attack!!!
Geez - I didn't know if I was frightened or just
scared witless. I suspect it was the latter.
Why wasn't the 'mutt' barking his head off?
Had
'they' fed him drugged food?
Should I risk going downstairs?
Should I turn on the light? Or - even better - should I just lock my bedroom door and hide under the duvet?
With all these thoughts in my head, the fact that I was being deafened by the alarm overcame any
sensible thoughts I may have harboured thirty seconds before.
So - dressing gown and slippers on (mobile and cordless phones in the pocket). Exit to the landing - I can see all the upstairs windows are
still closed (phew...). Turn on the lights on the stairs and slowly
(VERY slowly) venture down them one at a time.....alarm still screaming at me, but even worse - still NO dog barking or jumping about like a demented kangaroo - as is his wont! At this point my usual principles, about
householders owning hand guns, was abandoned totally....
Why hadn't I got a gun - here - NOW? If I'd had one in my hand and an intruder
had appeared at that moment - I swear I would have used it. Not
'may have', but
'would have'!
But having arrived at the bottom of the stairs, with the alarm control flashing like a fairground and showing that the circuits
had been broken in
all three zones - a fact I KNEW was not true - downstairs the only possible entry point is the front door and I was standing right next to it! So all that was left was to enter the code,
de-activate and then reset the alarm. Now to 'the dog'! Where was he? I'll tell you where - in the kitchen, stretching and
just waking up! Can you believe it?
Well that does it now - "Enough" I told him.... "You bark your head of if a cat so much as sets foot on the driveway - yet with all that racket you
sleep through????"
So he's on Ebay this morning - best offer over €1 - and he's yours!
Know what he said when I told him? This was his reaction....

Cheeky
little s*d!
Oh - by the way, having done all this, I only
then looked at the time....
It was just 5.38 AM!!!But with a cup of coffee (alas - too early for a
stiff brandy) and some time to reflect on the problem I'm sure that the decorators had probably caused the thing to 'go off'....but WHY at 5.35am? Tomorrow I'll have to call the electrician who installed it and ask him!