My first thought, "duck! drug raid!"- our neighbors are pretty sketchy.
My second thought, "crap, I should have gotten the temporary plates switched out this weekend"- Perlita is still sporting paper plates.
My third thought, "hmm...I should take a picture of whatever is happening" (you never know when it may come in handy, even if it's destined to end up on the blog).
Yes, I have become that neighbor- the one who peeks through the blinds to see what is going on (minus the flowered mumu). I even went a step further by conveniently taking out the trash. The poor guy driving a navy Chevy Silverado was forlonly staring at his wheel as the officer pulled his stats from within the cruiser.
I appreciate the fact that HPD is patrolling Mildred's streets- were Fran and I ever to get a puppy, I'd like to know he (or she) would be safe while sniffing the yard.
PS: The flashing lights immediately brought Kanye to mind. Love it!