Son lives in town and has dogs. Lovely dogs. Dogs that hunt, dogs that bark. Because they bark he has them in a kennel in the backyard when he is at work so they don't bark and bother the neighbours. He came out here last night, told me that police and forensics had just left his house.
It seems that someone had jumped his back fence, broken into his house, gone through the rooms, come out his front door and jumped the neighbours fence to steal a grinder and back into sons house where they proceeded to cut into his gun cabinet. Luckily the dogs were going off and a neighbour saw this person leave then come back and called the police...who came, saw sons front door open, thought he was home so left! Son comes home from work, finds his house has been broken into and learns from the neighbour what happened and that the police had caught the guy around the corner. It is thought that the police coming to the house made him leave and run. He is so lucky that this creep didn't get into the gun cabinet.
Son was a tad upset that the thieving sod also raided his fridge and drank his grog. How rude!
I laughed. I mean, really. You have 4 dogs and someone walks in and robs you because you lock the dogs up so that they don't bark but it's their barking that alerted the neighbour. Too funny.