Holy Mackerel!!!!

Well, the art festival was going to be what I blogged on next, but instead... someone just tried to break in. The Police have come and gone and I am shaking. I was sleeping upstairs and heard bells and a thump...I assumed it was Rico my shop cat, and tried to fall back to sleep, then I heard it again, and again... Twiggy started barking her head off so I figured I had better check on things. I was half way down the stairs when I realized it was the back door,and not the front. As I opened the stairway door I saw the back doors moving, someone was on the other side trying to bust the door in. I grabbed my pistol that I had left by the stairs from walking Twiggy, and looked out the side window. Meanwhile, Twiggy was trying to get to the guy on the other side of the door. I saw him turn and walk away he was wearing a Navy Blue Hoodie, white gloves, and jeans. I ran to call the police I was shaking so bad, I could feel every beat of my heart. It took so long for them to get there, but even if it had only been 5 minutes I think it would have seemed like an hour.
I am so creeped out.