Alarm...

Rufus can be like an alarm clock in the morning... when he thinks it's time for his breakfast.  That isn't the alarm I'm talking about.

There was a steady rain overnight.  It got down to 51º, so we had some heat running.  I slept great.  First time in a long time that I was in bed before 10:30, and I didn't see any of the Tonight Show.  A good first night in the coach.

I stirred a bit just before 6:00am, and Rufus took that as his clue that he should nudge and snuggle with me.  After a few minutes of kitty time, I was ready to get up.  Trying to be quiet, I started my morning ritual: feed Rufus, take my blood pressure pills, and get my morning wake-me-up (hot chocolate and a Biscoff) going.

In the middle of all that, the car alarm went off.  I turned on our outside light and got the car keys out of my jeans.  Pretty sure we had the nearby neighborhood awake by that point.  I clicked the alarm off, got out a raincoat (everyone in our coach was awake by now), grabbed a flashlight and a weapon, and went out into the rain.

Everything looks fine at first glance... no broken glass or sign that anything in the car has been disturbed.  I will look closer at daylight.

Joan said, "This may not be a good time to check your blood pressure."  Good point.  ;-)