This night before Christmas

The season is finally upon us as Carol and I are spending a quiet evening while waiting for Ian's second arrival of the holidays. He lives and works in the Portsmouth area about an hours drive from here. His first arrival was to attend family get togethers Saturday with my side of the family and Sunday with Carol's side before heading back to work today. Friday night shortly after 11pm he quietly entered the house in what's become a traditional effort to make his appearance without the dogs noticing that a friendly intruder has breached their mighty defenses while they napped. Once coming to the realization the presence of someone who wasn't there earlier it takes an almost 30 seconds before it fully dawns on them who it is and their excitement becomes a whining chorus of adoration. We like to say that the rock-star has arrived. Let the countdown begin.

 Downstairs security.

Upstairs covered.

Protection against any home invasion.