Came home from work today to see (through the living room window) the big screen is on!
Stealthily enter the front door w/ long colt in hand & cleared the house.
Damn dog must have bumped/stepped on the remote somehow.
~Silver lining~ No bodies to dispose of.
Yea, but I bet for a split second, maybe two, that you couldn't have drove a needle up your ass with a sledge hammer the moment you drew your weapon. Glad to hear it was a false alarm.
I had an experience about 18 years ago, the wife, kids and I were headed to the lake and it was about 10:45pm and I hit something in the road and got a flat. As I was in the middle of changing the tire( on the shoulder) a vehicle pulled off the road behind me about 40 yds with its brights on. I looked back but really could not see anything. Then a persons shadow moved in front of the headlights and I could tell they were appraoching me. I hollerd out " We are okay" and they kept coming, so I hollared out really loud, " We are okay, thanks anyway" , no responce.
Now I am scared shitless, so I open the door and tell my wife to get herself and the kids down in the floorboard as I pulled my pistol from under the seat. She starts crying, the kids start crying (5 and 7). I pulled it, jacked one into the chamber and started towards the person screaming at the top of my lungs, Get the fuck outa here or your dead. By this time I am in tears and mad/scared as a mofo. The person was only 20 yards or less from the car and I still couldn't see anything but a shape.
I guess they heard me or caught a glimpse of the gun, not really sure what, but they stopped in thier tracks and just stood there for a sec (seemed like 3 weeks to me) and I screamed again, get the fuck back in you car and go away. I saw the shape turn and walk back to the vehicle as if nothing was wrong. I then went to the passenger side of my car and drew a bead on the vehicle as it pulled out on the road and drove by us.
I have yet to be that scared since, not to the degree I was that night. I was so upset, the wife had to finish the drive because my hands were like rubber and I was sweating like a $500 hooker on 2 for dollar night and it was probably 55 degrees outside.
I did not get a look at the person, nor did I think to look at the plates, all that logical thinking is really hard to come by in those moments.
So yea, pulling a gun on somone is something I humbly pray I never have to do again, but if I have to, so be it.
Peace for All
Asmallvoice