Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24694044-20140321201817/@comment-26114676-20150609171245

This entire year has been one scary thing after another.

The one that scared me most though is, a few months ago I was living in a Hotel that also had apartments. The doorknob to my apartment was an auto-lock, so a key had to be used to get in every time it was shut. I was continuously locking myself out, so my step-dad changed the doorknob to a regular one. I rarely locked the door after that, because even though I'm paranoid, I had five good sized dogs that generally stayed in my apartment.

One morning around 5 a.m, all five of the dogs started barking and growling like they were close relatives of Cujo. They were jumping on the door and clawing at it as if they were trying to go straight through it. At first I thought, in my half-asleep state, that one of my parents were trying to let them self in. After a moment, I realized that the dogs never did that with my parents or any other guest. Besides that, four of the five dogs belonged to my parents, anyway.

I was scared at this point, and tried to tell myself that it was my cat scratching on the door. I got up and went for the door, but I stopped in my tracks. The door was trying to open, but the dogs kept slamming it back shut. This repeated a few more times before the door opened enough for me to see two men against the door, trying to push it open against the blockade of furious dogs.

The dogs hit the door again, effectively closing it, and I ran to the door and put on the deadbolt. The doorknob turned and rattled, the men still trying to open the door to get in. I called my mom and step-dad who lived in the next apartment over, and my step-dad got rid of them.

My mom tells me that when she heard the dogs barking, she knew something was really wrong because she'd never heard any of them sound like that before. Apparently, my step-dad had tried to brush it off as the dogs just being mouthy. She said when they got the call, she'd never seen my step-dad get up, dressed, and out the door so fast.

The scariest part of that morning, is something that will always amaze me. What kind of idiot tries to break in, sees rabid-acting Rottweilers and Pitbulls, and still thinks it's a good idea to keep trying to get inside? I will never be able to comprehend the logic of those two men.