2:45am yesterday I was up!

I was woken up by our 80 pound fearless guard dog. The minute I called the dog to me, he froze. then Rhea calls out from the master suite. “Someone is in the basement”, I’m thinking how is that my problem.

The thumping or hitting of the wall in the basement, pulls my trigger. I launch down the dark stairs. Of course the dog doesn’t budge.

All doors locked. As I head back up behind me I can hear whistling. I ignored it and flew up the stairs.

Funny thing is 2 cats that fly down into the basement darkness in retreat any other time. Came flying up the stairs, out the dog cat door.

This is why my tours are brief, too the point and I stay away from the dungeon room.