I was burglarized Sunday at 3:45 am. My dog was barking and when I got up to shut her up, I noticed my husband's truck domelight was on and then I noticed SOMEONE WAS INSIDE LOOKING THROUGH IT!
Now at this point, I have to mention I am naked (it WAS a weekend night, haven't seen much of the husband all week, you get the picture?) and when I yell at my husband, he goes running through the front door, chasing the guy down the street, I'm yelling at him to come back, he realizes he is naked too, jogs back to me, I'm calling the sheriff, then we both decide we better get dressed. Don't want to get arrested for indecent exposure, ya know.
The loser thief made off with our cellular phone and my husband's set of keys (including our house key!) which he had left in the ignition! Duh! Anyway, we had to sleep Sunday night with all the flood lights on, I booby trapped our doors (ever see the old Dick Van Dyke episode where Laura puts tin cans in front of the door?), and everytime our dog would bark, I would have to get up and check out everything.
I HATE the feeling that I am so vulnerable. I am so mad at the person who did this. We had our locks changed yesterday, but I still do not feel safe.