Yesterday afternoon I descided that I was going to come home on my lunch break, my was gone to her place of work and it was just me and the dog home.
I had made what I thought to be a decent lunch and was sitting in the living room. After watching some tv I hear this WAM WAM coming from the kitchen door.
Im sitting there thinking "whats going on" and that is when I realize that someone is trying to rip the stormdoor of the hinges. My 10 pound dog goes nuts and runs to the door barking and yelping, but the person just continues to try to rip the door open.
I jump up and I dont think I have time to go get my gun so I pull out my knife and run into the kitchen yelling " What do you think you are doing"? At that moment I realize I need to go get my gun, when I finish yelling the door quits shaking, so I take that time to run into the bed room and grab my Rem 870.
I look out my bed room window and dont see anyone, but I clear my way back to the kitchen and see that the door is still locked and closed and he had given up when I started yelling.
I call the police and file a report and they are now watching the house and our neighborhood better for the next 3 weeks.
The weird thing is is that I was NOT suppose to come home for lunch yesterday and my wife was suppose to be home but had been called into work. I thank GOD for it being me here and not her.
I had made what I thought to be a decent lunch and was sitting in the living room. After watching some tv I hear this WAM WAM coming from the kitchen door.
Im sitting there thinking "whats going on" and that is when I realize that someone is trying to rip the stormdoor of the hinges. My 10 pound dog goes nuts and runs to the door barking and yelping, but the person just continues to try to rip the door open.
I jump up and I dont think I have time to go get my gun so I pull out my knife and run into the kitchen yelling " What do you think you are doing"? At that moment I realize I need to go get my gun, when I finish yelling the door quits shaking, so I take that time to run into the bed room and grab my Rem 870.
I look out my bed room window and dont see anyone, but I clear my way back to the kitchen and see that the door is still locked and closed and he had given up when I started yelling.
I call the police and file a report and they are now watching the house and our neighborhood better for the next 3 weeks.
The weird thing is is that I was NOT suppose to come home for lunch yesterday and my wife was suppose to be home but had been called into work. I thank GOD for it being me here and not her.