Tonight, I just did another really stupid thing. Even stupider than standing in the middle of the back yard eyeing helicopters scanning the paddock with a spotlight. Yep at 3am in the morning I heard one dog barking half-heartedly (nothing unusual there - possums and bats usually exact the same treatment) and a shuffling noise on the concrete in the carport so what did I do . . . grabbed my maglite and went outside. Not before stirring Lily into a snufflying frenzy so she shot out the door like a real guard dog but with little more than a skittling noise and a gruffly growl. I followed with the big Maglite in hand, waiving it in the air like a light sabre (in bare feet mind you), yelling like woman possessed and chased after a shadowy shape which was now running down the front garden. Funny how you feel no pain when the adrenalin rushes or the stupidity locks in. (My feet are sore now!)
What an IDIOT. My heart's still pumping . . thank God he took off. Then I glanced sideways and there's another one walking quite serenely, if you please, down the driveway to a waiting car! I opened my own car door as if I was going to get in and chase them down and they both picked up pace, jumped into the car and sped off! It's still dark and a quick scan suggests nothing was taken, perhaps they were just taking a short cut through the back paddock and were caught by surprise. Perhaps they were scoping the four unlocked cars in the carport . . .who knows! Just another sign that urbanity is creeping into Brigadoon.
Now every creak and tick in the house has me jumping out of my skin! It's gonna be a long night!
Perhaps I should get this version . . .looks a bit more convincing!