Posts Tagged ‘NyQuil’

Stray Rock, my foot!

May 16, 2010

Bullet hole through glass.

Last night I was reminded of an interesting story from our not-so-distant past that I have never shared here on MSJ.  We were house sitting for my parents, enjoying their large home, TV and swimming pool, and all was well.  Or so we thought.  I had a bad cold at the time and preferred to be heavily medicated at bedtime, so as not to awake 403 times during the night.  In the dark of the night, a VERY loud blast caused my husband to jump out of bed and yell something.  I had earplugs in, so I didn’t understand him.  Plus I was drugged… and happy about it.

The lights flicked on and I was realizing quickly that something had excited my dear husband.  Upon the removal of earplugs, he proceeded to tell me that something came through the window right across from his head.  After some detective work, we found two holes in the double-paned window, a hole in the wooden blinds and shards of glass and wood all over the carpet.  The holes were all about 3/4″ round.  This was not a stray thrown rock…. it was a bullet! I watched enough Perry Mason episodes to know a bullet from a rock!

Being still heavily under the influence of NyQuil, I went to the family room and fell asleep on the couch.  Rick called the police and they said they would come and see in daylight.  The next day we searched the floor in the bedroom and found a bullet slug!  Now, my parents lived in a nice neighborhood!  Nice homes with nice people!  This is not downtown Phoenix I’m talking about.  This is a Lexus, Shih Tzu, swimming pool, diamond tennis bracelet neighborhood.

The slug was found approximately 12 feet in the other direction from the entry holes in the window and blind.  We figured out from the angle of the holes that the bullet would have hit Rick in the head, if it hadn’t been for an industrial strength wrought iron bedside table that deflected the shot.  I was in awe of God’s protection

The police figured it was a stray shot from the mountain preserve next to my parent’s home.  I wondered why anyone would be in the mountain preserve in the middle of the night.  There’s cactus, coyotes, javelina and bobcats up there.  It seemed more likely to me that it was shot from a car passing by from the street adjacent to the side yard. 

Anyway, the windows were replaced as well as the slat for the blind.  No one died.  The carpet was vacuumed.  And we are still saying our prayers before bedtime!  Sweet dreams!