Minor thread hijack, but since you asked . . .
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Originally Posted by
Trek420
But burglar in the home? OMG, what happened?
My dog & I came home from a 20 minute walk, middle of the day, and heard a ruckus in the basement. Spidey-sense starts tingling. I called out, wondering if my husband had gotten home early and was tearing apart the house for some reason. Instead, some punk I never saw before starts walking out of the basement (we had a split-level entry, and I was still upstairs from him on the landing. He saw me and my dog and ducked back into the basement.
Full adrenalin-rush: I just started yelling, GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT HELP THERE'S SOMEONE IN MY HOUSE! HELP! POLICE! CALL 911! HELP HELP HELP!
This is where, with all the adrenalin, I did feel like taking self-defense and a very tiny bit of wing chun, helped me keep my wits. I had forgotten my cell phone (which I later found by the door) and all I wanted was to call 911. And I had to make a quick decision. So I had to go with my gut as to whether it was safe to run inside/upstairs to grab a phone. Which I did, yelling all the way, thankfully did not encounter anyone else, ran back to the front of the house, called 911, and waited until the police came.
On the one hand I felt silly yelling because my rational brain kept saying, "no one is going to hear you -- everyone is at work and you just saw the postal carrier go in the other direction." But I felt right doing it because it was the best way to assert my presence and my intentions. Also, I am small and soft-spoken but I know how to use my lungs and project my voice when I have to. (We had women in my class who didn't seem to know how to do that, so the class was a safe place for them to get introduced to those "yelling" muscles)
The punk(s?) was gone by the time the police came. We found that they had gotten in through the kitchen window (it was hot, we didn't have AC, and everyone was leaving their windows open that week), bagged up most of my jewelry and electronics and left them in the kitchen, and were busy sacking the basement when I interrupted them. They escaped through the basement windows (there were two exit points) and left the valuables. All they got away with were our Nintendo Wii, accessories & games, and some DVDs (seasons 1 & 2 of The Family Guy (grrr!) and The Ben Stiller Show). It could have been much worse, thankfully it wasn't.
It took a few days for my body to calm down after that incident. I'm pretty sure my dog has not recovered, as he started barking at any visitors we had, the postal carrier, etc. and has some ongoing reactive behaviors.