So one Saturday morning, I happened to be out mowing our lawn, it needed it!
Raymond was inside with Jack and Abbey... it was early, just after 8AM, and a police car pulled into our driveway.
So my first thought was that I breaking some noise violation by cutting my lawn at 8AM, and one of my neighbors had complained, not that we've ever had any problems with our neighbors! My second thought was that he was having some kind of computer issue and needed Raymond's computer expertise!
Nope wrong on both counts.
He got out and I had shut of the lawn mower at this point, and said, "Can I help you?"
"Did anyone at this residence call 911?"
"Not that I'm aware of... but my family is inside."
In we went, I summoned Raymond and Abbey out of the basement, Jack was blissfully sleeping in his swing. As soon as Raymond saw the officer, he was like... "oh as soon as I heard the beep beep beep I knew she'd called 911. I was waiting for them to call back, but they didn't."
"They tried the officer said but the line was busy... so they sent me."
He took down our names and birthdates... it wasn't like he could give Abbey a lecture or anything, told us he was glad we were okay, and left.
Sigh... the only #'s she knows are 1 and 2... I didn't think we had to worry about 911 for awhile but we have one phone where it was preprogrammed in (on account of insane neighbors I had in Brandon, when I lived there, who had very loud parties, would break their own windows, and who had screaming matches at 3 and 4 AM in the morning!)