Car Alarm

My parents live on a very quick, no-outlet street. The only cars that come down their street are their neighbors. So, I was shocked to hear a car alarm going off.

Since I was already up, getting ready to fill my bowl with my second helping of ice cream, I decided to check and see what was going on. To my surprise, it was my car alarm going off. My immediate response was to go take care of it. If there was somebody breaking into my car, I would certainly scare them away. As I made my way down the driveway in the dark, I started to question that initial thought of scaring somebody away. But, I realized that there was very little chance someone was actually breaking into my car.

Nobody was. As soon as I opened the unlocked door, the alarm shut off and everything was all quiet on the home-front. I returned inside unsure of what could have set the alarm off to begin with. Shea was waiting for me at the door, curious about the minor chaos outside. As we both sat back down, the alarm kicked in again. I ran immediately to shut it off. Now, not the least bit concerned about someone breaking into the car, just not wanting my car's alarm to be a nuisance to the neighbors.

When I returned to the house again, Shea was waiting for me, curiosity at a peak. As I settled into a chair, Shea laid down next to me. "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP." The alarm again. What the hell was going on? I ran out to turn it off. If it happened again I decided I would break the alarm with my own two-hands, because I know exactly how to go about doing that.

Inside, before I sat down, I observed. Noticing my purse, with my keys attached to it, set against the chair I'd been sitting in. There it was. Every time Shea sat down, he was sitting on the car remote, setting off the alarm.

I moved my bag, and all was solved.