greymouser7
Vagrant Vagabond “Veni Vidi Vici”
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I got burglarized. Got my own shotgun pointed at me twice in some schewed Benny Hill episode where a criminal escaped police on a high speed chase, ran on foot, got into my garage this morning, hid there for 5 hours (I even had the police search the garage, but it is too full of car parts) walked into my living room got my shot gun and went back into the garage.
Am ok. lost (he took) my phone and school laptop. third time he came at me after shutting a door in his face and locking the dead bolt I had to run to the neighbors, barefoot through the field of stickers. You would have been proud how high I cleared the barbwire fence on the run.
the cops never found him, he is on the loose with my pump action shot gun. the police couldn't tie there shoes when it came to looking for clues. That is a disappointment.
I have a pistol and shotgun with me now, but am holding the fort down alone, and I cannot help but sleep too heavy these days. The family is loaning me two stout guard dogs for a week.
Am more concerned about my daughter staying here later than the shot gun pointed at my face twice. I should be safe after so many hours, but we had convinced the recent exwife to come back and live in San Antonio, albeit in an RV in a park, but if that happened to her or she found out about this, my daughter would remain 1100 miles away. The divorce is going well, she doesn't want half my retirement like she is entitled to, just kept the nice car and left. It ever so slightly seems like she wants me back, but that isn't happening. Am just worried about how I am gonna keep my kid safe. Home alarm & cameras once the budget opens up, but that doesn't seem nearly sufficient. am tempted to build a second fence, like a moat, full of springed bear traps. I guess dogs will probably be best.
thanks for your prayers
Am ok. lost (he took) my phone and school laptop. third time he came at me after shutting a door in his face and locking the dead bolt I had to run to the neighbors, barefoot through the field of stickers. You would have been proud how high I cleared the barbwire fence on the run.
the cops never found him, he is on the loose with my pump action shot gun. the police couldn't tie there shoes when it came to looking for clues. That is a disappointment.
I have a pistol and shotgun with me now, but am holding the fort down alone, and I cannot help but sleep too heavy these days. The family is loaning me two stout guard dogs for a week.
Am more concerned about my daughter staying here later than the shot gun pointed at my face twice. I should be safe after so many hours, but we had convinced the recent exwife to come back and live in San Antonio, albeit in an RV in a park, but if that happened to her or she found out about this, my daughter would remain 1100 miles away. The divorce is going well, she doesn't want half my retirement like she is entitled to, just kept the nice car and left. It ever so slightly seems like she wants me back, but that isn't happening. Am just worried about how I am gonna keep my kid safe. Home alarm & cameras once the budget opens up, but that doesn't seem nearly sufficient. am tempted to build a second fence, like a moat, full of springed bear traps. I guess dogs will probably be best.
thanks for your prayers