8:00 am knocks on the front door on a Saturday are never good. Normally it means the kid's next door want a ball back but there was no sound of that nature. It's not Sunday so the churchies are not out, Saturday so the witnesses are quiet. I ignored the frantic knocking and then I heard a suspicious sound and ran to see...the jumpy thing about to inflate. I had enough time to move the car out of the garage and now it's time to run!