This morning we (and probably half the neighborhood) were all woken up at 6:00 by my car alarm in the driveway. Standing next to my bed in a daze was Clara, visibly in sleepwalk zombie mode. Sitting next to her on my nightstand were my car keys with a big red “panic” button visible. She denied having pushed the button, and had strong claims that someone else snuck into our house, and secretly pushed my alarm button on the keys feet from where I was sleeping.

Although the other option is that someone was actually breaking into my car, I actually prefer this to Clara’s creeper theory.