I intensely dislike alarms.

I really have a problem with security alarms....Today turned out to be an interesting day, sort of. I had a tiring physics test, but it was fun. The real fun, however, started when I got home. I think I'll forget about the bike story unless I'm bored.------------FLASHBACK--------------Okay, so here I am at home, and I go out to walk the dog. (yawn! : Types in password for garage : yawn! : takes out key to unlock door : yawn! : opens door... ya..) All of a sudden, the alarm turns on. No big problem there, but then I find that I had forgotten the password. Dang! Why isn't this working? Maybe it was that, no that doesn't work. Argh, what was it again? Beep, beep, beep. Uh oh, the lights are blinking rapidly. At last, I couldn't figure out the combination! The burglar alarm turns on and starts wailing, and then I hear the frantic barking of the dog. Ugh, got to quiet the dog, where is it? I run to the living room, where I see Muffin running in circles and barking at the ceiling. Muffin! It's only me! Remember? Muffin looks at me and runs to me. Sorry, muff, but I have to debug the alarm. So I quickly race out the door to my house. Did I mention how hard it is to run with my dad's slippers without tripping? I run to my room, find the code, and run back. I punch in the code quickly and the alarm stops. Panicking, I remembered what happened last time I set off an alarm. I pace around thinking while Muffin follows me, wondering why in the world we weren't going outside. I finally call my dad and ask him for advice. He tells me to wait for the phone call from the security company. Dammit! I forgot! I quickly hang up and right after I hang up, the security folks call.That taken care of, I proceeded to take Muffin for a walk, but apparently, she had other things on her mind. Walking to the boundaries of the house, Muffin stops and pulls to go back inside. Muffin! Come on! Let's walk! I plead for about two minutes, but it appeared that I was going to lose this. Okay, fine, Muffin. The lady's not back home yet. Do you want me to open the garage and show you? I open the garage, and Muffin rushes inside looking around. Nope, no lady or lady's car yet. Muffin sits down in the shade. Come on, Muffin! I pet her and rub her belly, but she still won't move. The stupid thing was that she was sitting in the only spot of shade, and I was in the sun, trying to coax her for 5 minutes. What was I going to do? Wait until she decides to move? Thank goodness. My savior. My dad walks into view, and like a rocket, Muffin shoots out to greet him, tail wagging, ears pressed back. Oh, and why aren't you happy to see me, eh? Dumb dog. Muffin begins to run loops around my dad, and then bolts down the road. Oh come on, you only walk if you see my dad? How about me? Do you hate me so? Argh! My dad turns to go inside. Muffin turns to follow him into my house. Ugh. How am I suppose to walk the dog when she doesn't even follow me? I tell my dad to accompany me, since it appears that she wouldn't walk unless he came. This aggravates me intensely. About half a block down, my dad decides to go back home, since Muffin seemed to have forgotten him in her happiness to not have only me walk her.Ah well. Today's Friday. Ugh. Still have to tell the lady next door about the alarm. *PLEASE no ticket by crazy sheriff.*I think I better escape south of the border. If you can help me. Please do. Adios.