The boys and I got home and nothing looked out of the ordinary. I unlocked both locks to our front door and immediately noticed that our flat screen TV and sound bar were missing, I looked across the kitchen and saw the back door wide open.
"Oh, God! We were robbed!" That's what went through my head. I immediately called my husband at work and then called 911. I had to remain calm for my boys sake. I had to keep a cool head. I called my friends to let them know what had happened.
I didn't want to touch anything until the police arrived, but walked around the house, all of our drawers and closets were opened, the mattresses were askew, it was a mess.
I wanted to cry. But just couldn't do it in front of my boys. The police finally arrived and he asked us a few questions and began to try and lift finger prints. Nothing. The scumbags were gloves.
Finally, my husband arrived and he was the one that noticed that they came through one of our windows. They tried all of them and unfortunately we had forgotten to lock one, so they climbed through and ransacked the room. They stole all of my husband's guns, $$, cell phones, etc.
The policeman wrote everything down and assured me that he would be putting in for extra patrol that night. That was a small comfort, but not enough to make me feel safe. And my husband had to go back to work! Luckily, a good friend called me about 12:30 am and asked if we needed him to spend the night to watch over us, of course, I said yes. And he did. He spent the night on the couch with a loaded gun.
I was so happy that they missed my pistol and was able to sleep with it next to my bed as well. But every single noise woke me up and I didn't get any sleep whatsoever.
And to top all things off, and this what has made me the angriest, is that those scum-sucking-low-life bastards (excuse my language) hurt my CAT! They must have either kicked her or threw her. All I know is that she is limping severely. What kind of vile human being injures an innocent and defenseless animal? She is the sweetest little thing. She probably saw them and showed them some love and for her effort was injured. My poor beautiful baby.
We are going to put sensors on our doors and windows and motion lights all around our house. That's all we can do. I am also debating about taking shooting lessons and getting a permit to carry a concealed weapon. I believe it will be worth the cost.
There is some good news and it is quite funny. Our computers are so old that they didn't bother taking them! LOL! My monitor probably weighs 50 lbs and the boys are even older than mine. Our towers are just as antiquated. Thank goodness for old things.
Well, that's my story. We are doing okay. My boys are still a bit apprehensive and I must admit so am I. But we will get through this, I know we will. I trust in God to keep us safe and secure. And no one was hurt, and everything, except the money, is replaceable.