A Big Scare

We had quite a crazy, scary weekend. First, Thursday night I received a call from the paramedics that my mother-in-law was in a bad car accident and was being transported to Altaview Hospital. I called Blake and he went down there, where he had to drive her to the Intermountain Medical Center where she had to have surgery on her ankle. She shattered it when she slammed on her brake trying to avoid the full-sized truck in front of her that had stopped when she was going 40 mph. She shattered it and ended up with 7 pins to hold it together. She is okay and doing better and we are SO grateful. It could have/should have been worse. Then, Friday night the next cul-de-sac over from us had an accidental shooting. Two grown men were checking each other's guns out and one of the guns malfunctioned and went off, grazing one guys hand and hitting the other guy's hip. Apparently it did a lot of organ damage, but wow, was it scary. That same night our next door neighbors (three single guys) decided to get drunk and ride around on a motorcycle until 3 am. I was so proud of Blake when he went over on Saturday morning pounding on their door and ringing their doorbell until he woke all of the up to tell them if they ever do that again we are calling the cops. I know we should have in the first place, but since neither of us had gotten much sleep the night before because of his mom (Blake didn't get any sleep since he came home at 11am the next day), we weren't thinking. On Sunday night we actually went to bed at 9:30pm. At 11pm our dog was barking non stop. Blake kept yelling at him out the bathroom to be quiet, which usually works, but he wouldn't stop. Blake went outside to take care of it and noticed our gate was open. He went to go shut it and there was a guy standing at the side of our house with a dog. Luckily for us he was a cop. They were chasing a guy that had ran through our backyard and jumped the fence into our next door neighbor's house (the drunks with the motorcycles) and went in their backdoor. It was pretty easy to tell, since it had just snowed and so you could really see his footprints. Pretty soon we had 6 cop cars in our cul-de-sac and the next door neighbor's house was surrounded by cops. Then we heard the cops say in the megaphone "This is the Police Department, put the gun down and come outside with your hands up." Holy crap was I a wreck. I LOVE Cops and America's Most Wanted and this was a rush to me. Blake and I were planted in front of the window watching everything. After saying it twice in the megaphone, one of the neighbors came out and the cops patted him down. Then the another of the guys pulled up in his truck and talked to the cops. He went in and carried the other guy (who we believe is the other neighbor) and the cops put handcuffs on him and put him in their car. There was also a Taxi cab, in which the driver came over to ID him. I still don't know exactly what happened since I haven't seen any of the guys outside lately since it is 19 degrees during the day and snow, but I won't forget to ask, that is for sure! Now Blake will think twice about going out in the night to take care of the dog.