Last night was a very scary night for me and my two babies(dogs). I swear to you, everything happens when Bevan is not around!
Last night was like any normal night when Bevan is working...I cleaned the house, read a book, and watched TV. I stayed up until about 11 PM, and then both dogs followed me to bed. Well about 12:30 AM I was awoke by my dog Thor who was going ballistic - barking, growling, running back and forth. And anyone who knows Thor knows that he is a VERY mild mannered dog, really nice- and is anyones friend.
The night previous he had been scared by the thunderstorm, so I figured he was getting upset by the rain- so I stayed in bed. About 10 minutes later- he was at it again, and Doomsday was up on the bed shaking.
By this time, I had texted Bevan at work, and told him how much Thor was freaking out, and that I was really scared. He told me to immediately call the police-and just tell them the truth.
At first, I thought that was a little hasty, especially since I didn't know what exactly was making Thor freak out so bad. So I got out of bed, and went and looked out the front window. I didn't really see anything, so I went and looked out our side door. I flipped on the outside light, and saw a man's camouflage backpack sitting right next to the steps that lead up to the door. The second I saw it, I started crying, turned off the light, ran to the bedroom and called the cops. I know its weird to cry over a backpack, but listening to Thor freak out, and then see a man's backpack so close to our house- I immediately thought someone was trying to break in.
So I called 911, told them the situation, to which they responded " There is a deputy in the area. Everything is ok."
Needless to say, this did NOT soothe my nerves, so I called Bevan, to which he responded that he was going to do some checking around and he would call me back. He also told me to bring the dogs into our room and lock the door-he also reminded me of where his gun was!
I was pretty much hysterical at this point just because I am almost 9 months pregnant, home by myself- and didn't have any answers.
About two minutes later Bevan called me back, and told me what had happened:
Our neighbor, who lived two houses down from us, had been out in the Cul-De-Sac with a gun to his head threatening to commit suicide. He had also been threatening to shoot at anyone who came near. So the SWAT team was called, and had set up a perimeter around the entire neighborhood. Bevan also explained that as a "tactical maneuver", they had placed that backpack in our driveway as a "go-to"point for when they had to close in on him. He also informed me that our neighbor was now in custody, and actually on his way to the ER(where Bevan was.)
So about two hours, and 12 cops later- they finally left our neighborhood, and Bevan was finally home.
Needless to say, I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night, but I am so thankful that nothing actually happened. But I DO NOT want to live in this neighborhood any more!
