My wife was off work on Monday for vacation. She came to pick me up at the train station after work with the dog in the truck. I hopped in and we headed the three miles home from the train station.
We got out of the truck and she took the dog around the corner of the building for a walk while I headed upstairs. There were a couple of guys out in the parking lot behind our cars tossing a football. They were about 20 - 25 years old. I was in the bedroom and had just kicked off my shoes, when I heard my wife open the front door and scream 'I'd like to see you try it!' Of course, I ran into the living room to see what was going on.
She jerked up the phone, and dialed 911. I stood there and listened to her call. Apparently, one of the jerks with the football had jumped at the dog, making her crazy on the end of her leash. My wife warned him 'Don't tease my dog, she bites.' The guy flipped her off and replied '**** you, I'll shoot that dog." She responded with "Excuse me?" His only answer was to say "I'll shoot you AND that dog, bitch." That's when she came upstairs.
When I heard that, I took off down the stairs (with my 9mm in my shoulder holster, thank God for CHL's), but the guys were gone. One of our neighbors across the lot had heard the whole thing, knew where the guy lived, and said he'd talk to the cops with us. Excellent.
I headed back upstairs and out onto the back patio, which faces the street. I sparked up a short smoke and waited for the cops. These kids were tooling around the buildings in this Honda station wagon, and they couldn't have been 14. I figured Dad had given them the keys and told them they could drive around the parking lot for a bit. When we saw the cops coming, someone ran over to the car (which was at the side of the building) and starting banging on the window, screaming 'Get out, it's the cops! They're coming right now!' The two guys in the car jumped out and hightailed it.
When the cops got there, we told them what happened, and they seemed pretty interested in it, my wife being a small, pretty white girl, and the guy threatening her being a big black guy (can't help it, it's the city I live in), until one of them walked around the corner, noticing the station wagon still idling. He ran the plates - stolen. They took our statements on that, since we saw the guys driving it.
The guy that threatened my wife got a slap on the wrist (a misdemeanor ticket) and a threat of eviction from the office. The cops were much more interested in that car and finding who was driving it. They didn't - he was outside on a skateboard earlier this evening.
Today when we came home from work, we parked, went upstairs, changed, and went back down about an hour later to run to the store. On the way to the store, our tire went flat. I got out, checked it ... broken KNIFE blade in it. One of those little ****s, don't know which one, slit our tire.
What is the world coming to when you feel threatened even in your own home?
I'm about to head outside to the back porch and sit there with a long smoke and my 30.06. That's my hog huntin' rifle, and I can knock a can of cream corn off a fencepost at 100 yards. Also got to go buy a new pistol for the house, because my wife has trouble with my 9mm. Gonna get her something more 'point and shoot' like a single action only .357 I saw in the pawn shop the other day.
Man, this sucks.
We got out of the truck and she took the dog around the corner of the building for a walk while I headed upstairs. There were a couple of guys out in the parking lot behind our cars tossing a football. They were about 20 - 25 years old. I was in the bedroom and had just kicked off my shoes, when I heard my wife open the front door and scream 'I'd like to see you try it!' Of course, I ran into the living room to see what was going on.
She jerked up the phone, and dialed 911. I stood there and listened to her call. Apparently, one of the jerks with the football had jumped at the dog, making her crazy on the end of her leash. My wife warned him 'Don't tease my dog, she bites.' The guy flipped her off and replied '**** you, I'll shoot that dog." She responded with "Excuse me?" His only answer was to say "I'll shoot you AND that dog, bitch." That's when she came upstairs.
When I heard that, I took off down the stairs (with my 9mm in my shoulder holster, thank God for CHL's), but the guys were gone. One of our neighbors across the lot had heard the whole thing, knew where the guy lived, and said he'd talk to the cops with us. Excellent.
I headed back upstairs and out onto the back patio, which faces the street. I sparked up a short smoke and waited for the cops. These kids were tooling around the buildings in this Honda station wagon, and they couldn't have been 14. I figured Dad had given them the keys and told them they could drive around the parking lot for a bit. When we saw the cops coming, someone ran over to the car (which was at the side of the building) and starting banging on the window, screaming 'Get out, it's the cops! They're coming right now!' The two guys in the car jumped out and hightailed it.
When the cops got there, we told them what happened, and they seemed pretty interested in it, my wife being a small, pretty white girl, and the guy threatening her being a big black guy (can't help it, it's the city I live in), until one of them walked around the corner, noticing the station wagon still idling. He ran the plates - stolen. They took our statements on that, since we saw the guys driving it.
The guy that threatened my wife got a slap on the wrist (a misdemeanor ticket) and a threat of eviction from the office. The cops were much more interested in that car and finding who was driving it. They didn't - he was outside on a skateboard earlier this evening.
Today when we came home from work, we parked, went upstairs, changed, and went back down about an hour later to run to the store. On the way to the store, our tire went flat. I got out, checked it ... broken KNIFE blade in it. One of those little ****s, don't know which one, slit our tire.
What is the world coming to when you feel threatened even in your own home?
I'm about to head outside to the back porch and sit there with a long smoke and my 30.06. That's my hog huntin' rifle, and I can knock a can of cream corn off a fencepost at 100 yards. Also got to go buy a new pistol for the house, because my wife has trouble with my 9mm. Gonna get her something more 'point and shoot' like a single action only .357 I saw in the pawn shop the other day.
Man, this sucks.
