I used to sleep very well until one night in October, five years ago, the house was broken into. Lucas, our dog, started to bark in a frenzied way, and Pete, my OH and I woke up to see the burglers downstairs trying to hit Lucas before running off with the various things that they took with them ( pieces of silver, some of my jewellery and we found other items on the floor. They destroyed the locks on the front door in order to get in Insurance policies can never repair the fear and shock of a thing like that. Now, whenever Lucas barks in the night, I wake up and can't get back to sleep. I can't take sleeping pills because of other medications I have to take. I just watch the TV, and get through the day. But Lucas is an intrepid dog, and he's also a darn good guard dog too! It all happened at the time when migrant workers turned up to pick the grapes to go to the winery for pressing, no possible address or anything like that. They just took it and ran. I only hope that this never happens to you.
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