2 stories: closest to needing gun; closest to drawing gun

[rjinga]

Two quick stories:

1. This was almost 20 years before I bought my 1st gun, and the closest I've ever come to feeling like I might need one. Wife and I lived in an attic apartment in a small town. To get to our door you have to come down the drive between two houses and then up two flights of outside stairs. In other words, we didn't get a lot of foot traffic. Well, we're eating dinner, and I had my back to the unlocked screen door when I hear a voice asking if Bob (I don't remember the name) is here. I turned and there's this guy standing about 8' away in the open doorway. I tell him there's no Bob here, but he keeps talking and starts stepping further into the apartment. Now I'm up out of my seat, hand up in the universal "halt" position, scanning the room for anything to use as a weapon. The guy stops and after a short, terse (on my part) conversation, I convince him that he's got the wrong address and he leaves. In hindsight, I really think he was just a regular guy looking for his friend, who didn't know that you don't just walk into someone's home uninvited. However, at the time the adrenaline was pumping.

2. My buddy and I and camping with our youngest sons. Late one night, I'm about 40 yards away from the campsite gathering firewood with the boys. I turned my head and my small headlamp picks up a pair of reflective animal eyes coming fast down the trail that runs between us and the camp. There wasn't any barking or growling, no sound at all. I'm thinking rabid coyote, and had my hand on my Ruger LC9, about one second from pulling when my headlamp also picked up the reflective collar - it's a lost coon hunting dog. Sweet dog. Ran up and plopped down at our feet, hungry and exhausted. It never knew how close it came to being shot (at, at least).

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[1911srule]

You've had it easy, consider yourself blessed so far. But ya never know what lifes gonna test you with.

[xXxplosive]

1911's right...............on the 1st one......maybe you keep your door locked now.

[rjinga]

......maybe you keep your door locked now.

Oh we do, don't worry.

[JJVP]

So, what happened to the dog? You found the owner? You kept it? Let it go to fend for himself? What, what what? Inquiring minds want to know.

[rjinga]

So, what happened to the dog?

We ate him. JUST KIDDING. Owner's name and phone number were on the collar; we called and he came and got him that night.

[OldVet]

I bet that hound was thinking, "Thank God, people!"

[oneshot]

I bet that hound was thinking, "Thank God, people!"

^YEP^^^^^^^^^^^^

Hound still thinking; (glad I didn't run into any coon's)

Guy at your apt. probably was looking for the last occupant who had moved out prior to your arrival.

[Nebraska12]

We ate him. JUST KIDDING.

Too funny!

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[rjinga]

.... Guy at your apt. probably was looking for the last occupant who had moved out prior to your arrival.

Maybe he thought he was, but the last occupant was a single woman. Like I said, in hindsight I don't think he had any evil intent, just REALLY bad manners. However, if he'd come any further toward me and my wife I'm afraid it would have turned ugly.

[GerryS]

I bet that hound was thinking, "Thank God, people!"

Maybe later, he was thinking, "Damn, I just ran 20 miles to get away from my stupid owner and now I have to go back!"