OMG, I really need to be up in about 5 hours, so that I can get to the vet's office to get our boy's medicine, but it's just not gonna happen. I was a good girl. I went to the bedroom just after 9pm. I had my goodnight call to Corey at 9:30ish. I watched Desparate Housewives, then the news, then Good Fellas, which I set the timer on the tv to turn it off. I was asleep just after midnight, which is really great for me on a Sunday night. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!! I sat up in bed and grabbed my .38. I jumped out of bed and turned on the light. I opened the bedroom door and was ready to shoot whatever was in the house that didn't have at least 4 legs, because Corey is out of town and I am here alone with only the furkids for company. I turned off the alarm. It said that the basement bathroom window was where the problem was. (side note: I would pity the thief that chose to come in there, because they would drop right down into our very oversized cat litter box.) I turned on the light to look down at the laundry room doors, which are just outside of the bathroom and I saw and heard nothing. The phone rang, it was ADT. I was shaking so bad, that I hung up on them. They didn't call me back! What if I had been harmed and couldn't have properly answered the phone? So, I tried texting and calling Corey, no answer....phone was off. So, I tried Corey's work Blackberry, nada. So, I got on the internet, found the number for and called ADT. They got the cops out here. I found the number for the hotel that I figured that Corey was at and got them to ring her room. At first they wouldn't tell me if she was a guest, I said, "Her name is Corey ***** and we live at (our address) and she works for (company name) I need to talk to her NOW because someone tried to break into our home!" The cops came and luckily, everything looked fine. I wasn't about to go into my finished basement or backyard by myself. The cops were very nice about the whole thing, but I have had such and adrenaline rush at this point, I have no idea if I am going to sleep tonight. I walked the dogs while I talked with Corey. They all seem ok. Our boy is the one most likely to be freaked out by such things. The cats are more quiet than they usually are at this hour. I think that my grey tuxedo girl, who loves me more than any cat should, knows that I am freaked out. I have often wondered what I would actually do if that alarm went off in the middle of the night and I was here alone. I think I handled it pretty well. I had that gun cocked and ready to blow some b@$%@&d away in just a couple of quick seconds. So, here I sit, alone in a house with an armed alarm system again. I did change the battery in the sensor, but it had not given out warning signals about being bad, which it usually does a couple of days before it does anything like tripping the alarm. I called and left a message for my bosses that I will most likely be late tomorrow, due to this incident. I am going to surf the net and try to call down for a few more minutes and then I will go back to bed again. I was sleepin' so good.