Matt and I were thrilled to move into our new home a few weeks ago. I think we both forgot how much work moving can be.
Most of the boxes are now unpacked, the pictures are hung, and we’ve finally been able to start settling into our new space.
Matt’s girls are loving the new house and their new rooms too… especially the fact that we can walk to a nearby park and the horse shows at the Equestrian Center right from our backyard.
That’s exactly what we were doing this past Sunday.
Our rescue lab, Piper, was sad to be left behind as we all walked out the back door to head towards the Equestrian Center and the park.
Sadly, the horse show had already ended for the day. At least, we’d been able to catch some of it on Saturday, when we learned about the “jumpers” and the “hunters” in competitions.
We took a stroll around some trails behind the Equestrian Center and decided to head back to the house for the girls to work on some volleyball skills for the tryouts they have coming up next week.
I was the first one to the backdoor.
It was locked.
“That’s weird,” I thought. One of us must have accidentally locked the door on our way out.
But the doorknob wasn’t locked. It was the deadbolt.
It’s impossible to lock the deadbolt from the outside without a key.
None of us had locked the door.
Someone had locked the door... from inside the house... while we were outside.
Matthew used his garage door opener to open the garage and try to get inside the house through the garage entry.
Next, he tried the front door. The front door… was unlocked.
Just as Matthew unlocked the back door for us, panic washed over his face.
“Stay out here! I’m going to check the house.”
Ok. Now I was frightened!
Before I could ask if he had heard anything, he was cautiously darting between each room in the house to check for intruders.
Perplexed, he returned to the back door to report the house was clear.
A cursory review of the house revealed nothing missing or out of place…
and only one suspect:
I emulated a dog jumping up and pawing at the back door (are you laughing yet?).
Sure enough. Hitting the top lock just right and ever so slightly knocked the deadbolt into the locked position we found it in.
It turns out we did not have a burglar after all- just a pup who really wanted to join us for our walk!
Phew! What a relief!
It’s not often you can say your dog locked you out of the house. Hopefully that will be a first and a last for us.
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