FrustratedinFL
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Apr 23, 2003
- Posts
- 132
OK, first of all, as ridiculous as it may sound, this story is true!
Last night, I was on my computer late, catching up on reading the lit posts.
Finally, realized what time it was and marched my little butt across the house to bed.
I live in a somewhat rural area, but normally hear NOTHING outside at night. Hearing almost anything is cause for alarm. There's a sliding glass door at the back of my bathroom, and it sounded like someone was trying to force the door (I was certain it was locked). Now, I have no baseball bats, guns, or WMD's in the house, so I quickly assessed the situation and decided it was time to call in the professionals. That's right, I cowered in my bed while calling 911.
The 911 operator was very kind and quickly dispatched the Sherriff's deputies. Three of them showed up (it must've been a slow night), and proceeded to look for my "intruder". And . . .
they found him. According to the deputies, they found "one big-ass armadillo" at my back door. I was quite relieved to find out that the purveyor of the unknown sounds had four legs, not two. I was eventually able to get to sleep.
The armadillo? Last seen making a getaway to go bother the neighbors.
Last night, I was on my computer late, catching up on reading the lit posts.

Finally, realized what time it was and marched my little butt across the house to bed.
I live in a somewhat rural area, but normally hear NOTHING outside at night. Hearing almost anything is cause for alarm. There's a sliding glass door at the back of my bathroom, and it sounded like someone was trying to force the door (I was certain it was locked). Now, I have no baseball bats, guns, or WMD's in the house, so I quickly assessed the situation and decided it was time to call in the professionals. That's right, I cowered in my bed while calling 911.
The 911 operator was very kind and quickly dispatched the Sherriff's deputies. Three of them showed up (it must've been a slow night), and proceeded to look for my "intruder". And . . .
they found him. According to the deputies, they found "one big-ass armadillo" at my back door. I was quite relieved to find out that the purveyor of the unknown sounds had four legs, not two. I was eventually able to get to sleep.
The armadillo? Last seen making a getaway to go bother the neighbors.