Koko loved the new place and he had a better back yard and still enjoyed the freedom of being with the family. But several funny things happened there.
One night we'd been visiting our neighbours up the road for a party, and we all came home around midnight and went to bed. We all went to sleep but about 30 minutes after going to bed, I heard noises, and crept in the dark around the house peeking out of the windows to find the source of the voices.
Two people walked under our house and into our laundry area. Without making a sound I phoned 000 and asked for police to come. The police officer took the details of the street, and my cause for concern. The police officer asked if I was alone. I replied that I wasn't but my husband and children were asleep. During all this time, even though the people would have walked within feet of Koko, he never barked. Some watch dog!
My husband woke, hearing my conversation on the phone and reached for his trusty and very unused and unloaded shot gun, and raced out the back door to approach the "criminals."
I phoned our friends up the road and asked their son to come down - he was probably in his late teens and he spent time looking for his gun, until he realised that he'd sold it! In the end he saw the police cars and he didn't come to help us!
Two police cars, one with police dogs, arrived within minutes and soon found the intruders. It was a girl who had been celebrating her 21st Birthday up the street, and had consumed too much alcohol and her boyfriend had walked her around the street hoping to sober her up. They made it to our house and they'd walked down our driveway as she wanted somewhere to sleep.
I'm sure her parents would have been pleased to see her arriving home in a Police Car.
On seeing the police cars, my husband threw his gun into the garden to hide it, and he retrieved it after they had gone.
Kramer started barking as soon as everyone left!
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