Never have and hope I never will. However there were 2 instances that happened before I was old enough to CC that had I been armed at the time, I definitely would have drawn & fired.
Hand on grip, never cleared leather. At my place of business. (jewelry store) Only once!
I've never drawn but been in a situation a few times where I was more than happy to be armed. Once I was waiting to get a haircut when a scraggly guy walked into the store. He started asking all kinds of questions in a suggestive mannor. The tension in the room grew at a rapid pace and all 4 of us already in there had become all but silent. He seemed like he may have been drunk or under the influence of something. It took him about 5 minutes, maybe less, to leave but the whole experience felt like an eternity. After he had left the girl about to cut my hair, being good friends, asked if I happened to be carrying. When I told her I in fact was, she was more than happy. Especially for being someone who isn't much for guns.
I've always told people, "I'd rather have my gun and never need it than need a gun and never have one."
A long time ago, I went out with a girl once and we hit it off pretty well. The next evening she shows up at my house with bruises on her neck. Her ex-boyfriend had raped and strangled her that day, and vowed to return that night to finish the job. She went to the police, but they weren't interested. She was petrified. I was an avid and proficient shooter and offered to sleep on her couch because her dad was older and no match for the thug in question. When the thug tried to break into their house that night and she screamed, I awoke from a dead sleep with my .357 in my hand at the ready. To this day I don't remember consciously drawing it. I was fully ready to shoot him w/o hesitation if he advanced, but thankfully God had other plans. Looking down the barrel of a large .357 showed the moron for the coward that he was. The perp retreated at light speed and never came around again. He was HUGE and I'm not. W/o my powerful buddy, probably no one in the house that night would have survived. God created all men, Samuel Colt made them equal.
I pray that I never have to shoot anyone, but that incident taught me all I needed to know about training, readiness, and willingness.
To my knowledge, neither animal has been present during a shooting.
Better change that attitude. You can O-N-L-Y shoot in self defense. If TWICE you would have fired, but you are still here means it WAS NOT JUSTIFIED.
I was a juror on a murder trial where a guy THOUGHT he had a right to shoot but he didn't. He got 10 years in Ohio State Pen.
Both times I was at the business end of a revolver held by very irate, drunk individuals. One of them pointed it at my head and pulled the trigger.... twice. It was dark, but he was close and in the limited light it REALLY looked to me like the gun was loaded. I didn't stick around to see if the 3rd time was the charm. I firmly believe The Man Upstairs protected me that night when I wasn't in a position to protect myself.
Call it unjustified if you want. I beg to differ.
I've drawn my weapon twice, put my hand on it a couple of times and deliberately but subtly moved from cc to oc several other times in situations where I felt my family was being eyeballed as possible potential targets by shady individuals.
I only voted once, but I have drawn my pistol twice, never had to shoot though.
First time was when I was going home from Kansas to Nevada after Christmas with my parents in Kansas. I was on I-70 in eastern Colorado. Nothing around. Threatening snow storm, no cars anywhere, middle of the afternoon. I couldn't believe how deserted the highway was. I was starting to think they had closed the road and I was the last car to get the message. About that time, I noticed a pickup truck coming up fast on my 6. It had one of those beat up bridge-plank front bumpers that had obviously been used a lot. Keep in mind, this was the time when a lot of bump-and-rob scams were going on on the highway. I was driving a Jeep Cherokee with the vertical back window, and had my stuff in the back of the rig. There were two in the truck, and they got right up close on my back bumper and I could tell they were checking out what was in the back. They backed off about a quarter mile, and I could see them talking. They came up for a second run and looked some more, then backed off again. Never made any attempt to pass, even though we were on an Interstate highway with no traffic. When they started their third run, they were coming up much faster, and I figured this would be the bump part of the bump-and-rob, so I reached over to the passenger seat and picked up my Sig P220. I held it up so they could see it through the back window, but was careful not to point it at them. I let go of the steering wheel long enough to rack the slide so they could see I was serious. I figured "If they want to play, lets see how badly they want it". When they saw me rack the slide, the driver hit the brakes so hard, the front bumper almost kissed the pavement. They backed off about a mile and took the next exit and I never saw them again.
Second time was several years later. New wife and I were camping off season at the end of a camping loop in Great Basin National Park. Since it was off season, we were the only ones around for miles, or so we thought. About midnight that night, the dog in our tent with us started going ballistic. We finally got her calmed down, and laid still for awhile listening. After a few minutes, we heard footsteps in the gravel outside the tent. I figured if it was an animal, it would have taken off when the dog started barking. I could tell whoever was out there was trying awfully hard to be stealthy. I picked up our pistol, racked the slide purposely making a lot of noise doing it, and at that point the footsteps took off running away from the tent. I didn't bother going out to investigate because the dog settled right down and didn't seem worried about anything, but I slept very lightly the rest of the night. The next morning our dog got some extra treats for breakfast.
I know I broke some laws doing what I did, transporting loaded guns across state lines, having a weapon in a national park (this was years ago before the new law) to name a few, but I hate to think of the consequences had I not been prepared in either case.