Apparently I should wake him up for that

I heard gun shots last night. Laying in my nice warm bed, I woke up at 1:38 am to gun shots. At first, I thought it was my redneck neighbors shooting off fireworks again but it was only the one shot so I am convinced it was indeed a gun shot.

Even Jake heard it. He sleeps by our door and as soon as the shot was fired and woke me up, I head him get up from our door and walk to the kitchen door. The shot came from behind my house (my house backs up to a pond as do many other houses in our subdivision).

I laid awake for a few more minutes listening for A-more gun shots or B-sirens. I didn't hear either so like most other people, I went back to bed.

I called Jeff this morning when I got to work and asked him if he heard the shots (he didn't) and he says to me "You didn't think you should wake me up for that?" Really, cause what would you do? Go stand on the deck and wait to get shot at too? I don't think so, buddy. You don't get out of this marriage that easy!

Apparently, going back to sleep last night was the wrong course of action. Of course, I have no proof that what I head was a gun shot but I feel fairly confident in my ear drum's ability to distinguish this sort of thing.