Last year I was hospitalized from the emergency room. My wife did not bother to take her own set of keys, and when she got home after I was admitted, she discovered that my set of keys didn't open the outside doors, front, side, or back. Actually they did work on the back, but she didn't realize that because it took two different keys to open the dead bolt and the latch, and the dead bolt turned very hard, so it appeared to not work. Not that that would have done much good, because the back door opens into our dog room, and then there is another deadbolted door inside of that one, and my keys did not work on it. Notice that this is all in the past tense, as one of the first things I did when I got out of the hospital was correct the situation, besides replacing the double paned window that she broke from the dog room into the house.seamusTX wrote:In Spokane, Washington, last week, an intruder armed with a knife allegedly crawled through a doggie door into an occupied home.
The homeowner reportedly shot the intruder, with a fatal result. No charges were filed, or are expected to be.
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A doggie door. The mind boggles. That was either one big dog or one very skinny, agile guy.
- Jim
And how did she get into the dog room?
She crawled through the doggie door. And my lovely bride is not what you would characterize as a petite woman.
A year and a half later we still find shards of glass in the carpet from time to time.