Wakeup call

I have been experiencing the afternoon snoozies the last few days and today I gave in around 6 pm. I slept intermittently until 10:30 pm, at which time there was a loud bang and rattle of an exterior door. It was definitely someone trying to get into the house. After almost crapping my pants, I hurried to where my gun was stashed. I had unloaded when my bike trip ended in Florence, but the full magazine was still with the gun, so I loaded up and made ready to defend myself. Then I heard the dog whine and realized that I had fallen asleep while he was outside. He had been violently digging against the back door, probably because he was spooked by fireworks. I let him inside and that's when the nausea hit. I had so much adrenaline coursing through my veins that I nearly puked. That was the first time in my life I have ever picked up a gun with the immediate intent to defend myself and it was more than a bit scary even though it turned out to be nothing.