Okay, I don’t know for sure that it was a burglar. Coulda been a car thief, an arsonist, a vagrant or some other wanted person. All I know is he was in my back yard.  It was a couple of evenings ago just before dusk when I had the slightest inkling that something was amiss. You know how you recognize every sound in your house? Most of the time you’re not even aware, but your subconscious registers it and checks it off. The refrigerator coming on — check; the water heater gugrling — check; the wind rattling the front door — check; the wind rattling the back door — Alert.  The back door does not rattle. I listened for a moment and decided that I was hearing unfamiliar sounds. I trotted into the dining room and confirmed the patio door was locked and then the laundry room door — locked,… Read More »