Dead To Rights

A seasoned cat burglar climbs through the kitchen window; his eyes scanning left, right, front, and back... "Good, no one's home," or so he fought. He tiptoes through the house, going from room to room, rummaging through drawers and stuffing knick knacks into an open backpack he's wearing in front. Before long, he sees a shadow appear on the wall; someone's behind him. As soon as he turns his head for a look see... "POW!"...knocked out, cold. He came to... a hulking blurry figure standing over him.... "You came to the wrong house, and the cops are on their way!," the homeowner shouted. Date written: 06/13/2021