I’m a work-at-home mom.
Everyday, Tucker goes to work and Cara and I stay at our apartment while he’s gone. Granted, we’re not shut-ins or anything…but we are home for most of the day.
For the most part, we live in a decent part of town and crime isn’t a big issue. So, I’ve never really been that concerned about staying home by myself.
I got a memo from our apartment complex. The heading read: IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ CAREFULLY!
Truthfully, I was expecting a notice about picking up dog poop or about the importance of not leaving trash bags in the breeze way.
I was wrong.
Apparently on Wednesday of last week, a man was held at gun point and robbed.
In our apartment complex!
Also, that same day, a man was caught climbing into someone’s window. The guy ran off once he realized that the people were home.
Scary stuff, huh?
It’s times like these that I’m really glad that I have “scary” looking dogs.
Case in point:
Wait…that’s not that intimidating…I know I have a better one.
Damn. I give up. This is what they usually look like anyway.