Sorry to hear about your loss. It always seems like other people want your stuff. A few weeks ago I was working out in the garage, lights on, stereo blasting, making noise and everything. I was carrying a old 55 chevy gas tank outside when I looked up a crack head was rummaging through my truck. I dont know what he was thinking, I was obviously home. All I can say is man he could run fur a scurvy bastard. I chased him 7 blocks before I lost him in a dark alley. He didnt seem to want to stop and talk to me very bad. I was lucky and he didnt get anything and left 4 porn dvd's for me for my troubles lol. What did you ever pick for an alarm?