Thursday, December 9, 2010
Footsteps in the Snow
This morning I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw through the back bathroom window that someone had been prowling around outside the house. I could see their footprints in the deep snow. They walked all the way around into the back yard, staying close to the house, looked into all of the windows, and spent some time standing in the back corner, out of sight from the road. They apparently approached or departed across the back field. There seems to have been more than one of them, and they spent a lot of time giving the place a good looking-over.
My best guess is that they came during the day while I was at work, and I wasn't able to see the footprints in the dark. But it's possible that they came at night, and looked in the windows while I was there. Either way, this is not a joke anymore. I am scared witless.
The state police have already demonstrated that they won't do anything, and since there doesn't seem to have been any actual attempt at a break-in, I have no reason to believe that this would make any difference.
They were pretty brazen about it. Perhaps this weekend I will follow the tracks to see where they end up.