I was just sitting here in my gown getting caught up on BYC. It's almost 10:00 p.m. We live way out in middle of nowhere - woods and no neighbors. Suddenly I heard someone trying to get in front doors - they were shaking and pounding. Like an idiot I start toward doors to see who's there. (Why is it that when they do that in horror movies you know they are an IDIOT but then you do the same thing?) Anyway I get halfway to big double glass front doors when the door bell starts ringing. It's one of those old-fashioned door bells that is really a bell device on front door with a large key that has to be turned back and forth to make it ring. So...got the picture. It's late at night, middle of nowhere, someone trying to get in front door, then ringing door bell. I stopped in my tracks and ran to kitchen to get husband. Without thinking he runs to front door (by passing the gun cabinet without stopping) - turns on light and guess who was at the door.... Scarlett - our new GSD puppy who obviously didn't like the fact that I had just put her out in backyard by herself to go potty and didn't stay out there with her. How she rang the bell we have no idea. DH even went outside to look around and see if anyone was out there (again without weapons and half dressed). We are still sitting here with our hearts in our throats saying "what if...." We really need to realize we are living in the country now and need to take precautions. Thank goodness this time it was just our puppy. I still can't believe that it was her mug looking in when he turned the outside light on. O.K. I've had my heart-check moment for the day.