
There was one little hiccup in our Mizzou game day. We got a phone call from Brinks Security Systems Saturday afternoon. Our alarm had been triggered and "if we were concerned" we were suppose to call them back. Yes...I think my alarm going off when I'm not home might be cause for concern!
Brinks sent the police. I sent my parents. I had horrible visions of Pinky being scared or getting out of the house in the cold or getting hurt (people can be mean). Mom and dad ran to the rescue.
Mom called back and told me that my basement window screen was torn all to shreds. What?!? Great! The funny thing was that it wasn't the basement alarm that went off. Other than that...all was well inside my house and there wasn't any sign that anything out of the ordinary had happened in the living room (where the alarm had been triggered).
The next day we headed home - and I had a feeling of dread in my stomach. I didn't like the idea of someone ripping my screen off or being anyway close to breaking in. Ugh! As soon as we pulled into the driveway we headed straight to the back yard to check out the damage.
The screen was trashed. Broken out of the bottom channel and snapped on the left side. It seemed odd to us that someone would destroy a screen and then not bother breaking the window. Then Ryan says "are those paw prints on our window". I jumped into the window well (and its deep - chest high on me) to investigate. Sure enough ... there were little 5-fingered prints on the glass. The more we looked the more signs we found of a raccoon trying to get out of the window well. There were paw prints, snags in the screen, scratch marks on the window frame, even some course black/grey fur.
Huh.
We know that a possum got stuck in our neighbor's window well. Can you imagine what that sounded like? That raccoon trying to climb out? Good grief!
And we're pretty sure that Miss Pinky Lee the cat set off the living room alarm. The Brinks man told us that if she jumped right in front of it she could set it off. We've got a wine bar about 2 1/2 feet away from the sensor. And there was a new scratch on top of the wine bar and possibly a few kitty prints on the top.
Was there an animal party at our place while we were out of town? My friend Misti seems to think that Pinky might have thought she found a way to bring us home. Set off the alarm! Good try Pinks!
















