About 3 months ago, my house was broken into. I have an alarm system, but didn't have it set. I took my daughter to school and was only gone for 18 minutes. When I returned, I opened up the garage door to see the side door entry and the entry to the house wide open with glass shattered across the garage. A large rock had been thrown through the side door window. One of my dogs was standing in the entry way, so I had a sense that nobody was in the house. The other dog was MIA. I rushed into the house (probably shouldn't have) expecting the worse and to find basses/gear gone. To my surprise and relief, all of my basses and gear were still there. The thief didn't even make it to that side of the house. The only room that they went through was the master bedroom. Our drawers and closets were quickly went through. My wife did not have anything stolen, but I had a little cash, a jar of coins, a watch and various keepsakes that belonged to my dad (military medals, pocket watches) that were probably just taken because they were in the same box that the jar of money was in. In my wife's closet, was open suitcases that he had pulled down with probably the intent to load up before he got spooked.
I later found out that my dogs and my next door neighbor probably prevented things from being a lot worse. My dogs are not intimidating... maybe ankle biters at best but I think they helped protect our house. The dog that would typically be out exploring at any chance of an open door, was still there, camped out in the doorway & watching the house. The other more timid dog that never leaves our side and would never leave (even if you left the door wide open) had ran outside and was running frantically up and down the fence line between houses. My neighbor happened to see him and started calling to him. His backyard is closest to my wife's closet, so I'm guessing it spooked the guy leading to a quick exit. My neighbor went around the front of his house and saw the car backed up to my driveway. He even saw the guy face to face as he got in his car and drove off. He got the license plate # but unfortunately forgot the first part of it as he was going into the house to call me. Had he remembered the first digits as opposed to the last digits, we they would have been able to pinpoint the vehicle. Unfortunately, not so with the last digits.
So far, nothing has been found... no leads on the case. It was a pretty scary situation. Things are slowly getting back to normal, but they will probably never be the same as the were in our quiet and (what we thought was) safe neighborhood. I'm very fortunate that the losses were minimal. Sure there are items that can never be replaced, but we are very fortunate that things didn't end up worse. I am very relived that my gear was untouched, but most importantly, my dogs or myself weren't harmed and nobody else was there. It is scary to think of how close I must have came to walking in on the guy. According to the sensors on the security system, he broke in 10 minutes after I left so he was in my house for less than 8 minutes. Very close call...
I've upped my security game and now have cameras. Enough time has passed that I am not constantly paranoid and spending all of my time watching surveillance footage. We chose to clean things up and have successfully kept our daughter from finding out. Right or wrong we felt it was best that she didn't have to live with that fear in a home and neighborhood that she has grown up in and feels safe in.