So I'm loading my Mossberg . . . .
So I'm loading my Mossberg in my bedroom that faces the street with the new ammo I bought from the gun-store when I hear the low rumbling of a tuned muffler. There is a red Dodge Ram 2500 Cummins <man grunt> driving sloooooowly by my house. I can see out through the blinds, but I know whoever it is can't see in. I sheep-stare for a minute and then think, "Man, did they pick the wrong time to mistake me for a victim". I keep my shotgun at the low-ready and observe. The pull away from my house, into the street, and commence backing up to my ATV trailer I have in my driveway. It is then that I recognize the truck as my friend's brothers. I put the shotgun back in its spot and walk outside. It is my friend's brother, who is gun-friendly, so I say, "Man-o-man you're takin your chances, I was in there loading up the shotgun". He laughs and then reveals to me that his sister was supposed to have called me to tell me that he's coming over. I help with the trailer, and off he goes.
So here's the scenario. You're loading your 20g shotgun in your bedroom, staggering #6 shot with rifled slugs when you see a red truck creep by your house, it stops, pulls into the street and backs up to your trailer, three male adults get out, and walk over to your trailer parked in your driveway, one of the males takes out a pair of bolt cutters and cuts off the lock on your trailer so he is free to hook up to it as he pleases. All of the males are of average build with no weapons obvious to you besides the bolt cutters. You have your pistol in your Smart Carry holster with a spare mag (mine was my Sig 226 .357SIG), a folding knife (Kershaw Blur) and your cell phone in your pocket. There are no other weapons accessible to you except for a Ruger 10/22 with 30 rounds of ammo loaded in mags upstairs.
Let me know what you would do, and I will tell you what I would do.
Action . . . .