Story #3
This occurrence took place just before Christmas 1996, me and my wife had been out all day Christmas shopping, it was getting late and we were tired and decided to eat at the food court in Northeast Mall (yes I know) the eating area was practically empty, maybe two or three other couples or groups of people, I had finished eating and was waiting on my wife to finish. I noticed three males walking about the food court, after watching them for several minutes, I couldn't shake the image of a pack of dogs on the hunt, their mannerisms and presentation just kept the little voice in my head telling me they are looking for trouble! I told my wife to finish eating or bring it with you we are leaving, she ask me why, I told her those three are trouble, we are leaving. We grab our shopping bags and head for the exit, I made sure to not have anything in my left hand and unsnap the jacket I was wearing, as we go through the doors to the exit I look back to see where trouble is and they are heading for the exit we are going through, told my wife to go straight and not head for the van yet, as we are walking as fast as we can go, they are now in the parking lot "casually" following us, told my wife we are going to cross one line of parked cars to see if they are following us, we did and they did, now I'm in condition red, told the wife we are going to cross one more row of cars if they follow us I'm going to turn and meet them, you need to get in the van and go to my parents house, tell my dad he needs to bail me out of jail. We crossed the last line of cars and as I look back they had stopped before crossing where we did, they were having a discussion quietly but with alot of hand gestures, nearest I could figure one wanted to continue but the other two decide they were done following us, they turned and headed back into the mall. I had already made the mental decision that if I was forced to draw i was going to shoot all three, putting 2 rounds in each of them, thank God they clued in on something that told them that I wasn't a sheep for the slaughter!
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- Sat Oct 28, 2017 10:32 am
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- Tue Oct 17, 2017 5:03 am
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I will not leave the house without a gun of some kind with me
As Somebody has so succinctly put it, it's not about the odds, it's about the stakes!
As Somebody has so succinctly put it, it's not about the odds, it's about the stakes!
- Mon Oct 16, 2017 8:56 am
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Story #2: Once again we must travel back eons to around 79-80, my girlfriend at the time (now my wife) decided we should go on a picnic, so we stopped and got some fried chicken and we go to Sylvania park (first mistake) we picked out a picnic table that was in the shade but just a tad too far from my car (second mistake) we were talking and laughing and we hear two male voices a short distance away start commenting on my girlfriend's ample assets, these two individuals are at least 6' at least 200lbs to my 5'6" 150 lbs. Their comments became more crude and graphic, told my girlfriend walk for the car now! We started for the car and they began to follow still saying some pretty graphic things, when we made it into the car we locked the doors and these two thugs stood at the front of the car continuing the crude threats and I should have just left (third mistake) instead I reached under my seat and pulled out the mdl 19 S&W and place it in my lap, their demeanor completely changed, they no doubt knew what I had just done, I never raised the pistol where it could be seen but they decided that it might be best to seek entertainment elsewhere. That incident taught me #1 rule always pay attention to your surroundings! If you ain't paranoid you ain't paying attention!
- Thu Oct 05, 2017 5:21 pm
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good story! Good dog is worth his weight in gold.C-dub wrote:It's funny that your story involves a dog. Mine involves a Rottie I used to have about 20 years ago.
Weather permitting, I used to take him with me as much as I could and if I had to make a stop somewhere would leave him in the truck with the windows down. He was obedience and protection trained well enough to be titled in both of those. He even took sixth place in a national obedience tournament way back when.
One day, on our way home, I stopped in Walmart to pick up something and while crossing that area in front of the store where autos are supposed to stop for pedestrians I was almost run over by someone that didn't want to yield, so I yelled, "Sorry I got in your way!" His windows were open and he heard me quite well. He parked and found me inside and followed me to the checkout line where he began pestering/taunting me. Calling me "old man" and other things and asking what I was going to do about it. I was 32-33 years old then and didn't think he was but maybe 5-6 years younger, but whatever. I don't recall saying anything back to him at all and just continued walking out to my car figuring nothing would become of it. BTW, this is also about 6 years before I had my CHL.
Anyway, he catches back up to me and bows up now that we're outside and he's kinda blocking me from crossing that area from the store into the parking lot. He keeps going on trying to goad me into doing something, I guess, when he finally notices an odd little smirk on my face and asks me why. I told that I know something he doesn't and asked him to turn around and look and that maroon truck about 50 or so feet away with the Rottweiler looking at him from the passenger seat. He didn't seem too impressed at first asking me if I was going to sic my dog on him. All I did was yell, "Jump!" Then a second later when his feet him the ground after jumping through the truck window, "Sit!" He immediately sat, while still twitching awaiting his next command. Then I yelled, "Truck!" He jumped back through the truck window, turned around, and stood there waiting. I told the guy, "You're call, but I'm not going to give him anther command. What he does next is up to you."
He turned and walked back inside the store and waiting for me to leave. Apparently, he didn't even want to try walking in my boy's direction and take that chance. He wouldn't have jumped back through that window without my command or unless I was being attacked, but still a good call.
- Thu Oct 05, 2017 4:49 pm
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This Happened to Me
I've wanted to start this thread for awhile, this thread is intended to be "hijacked" as long as it meets the following criteria: this must be a incident you, your family, or somebody close that gives you first hand knowledge of the occurrence, must be self defense or likely could have gone to self defense! I have three stories to tell this will be the first one!
Back many eons ago I was 19 yo, I was out of high school and working the family business doing pest control, I did the actual work and my father sold the jobs and did Inspections, due to this both of us were in and out of the house at random times throughout the day, my mom stayed home and took care of answering the business phone, and doing the secretarial work and at the same time being housewife and mother. At that time we had a half lab half Irish setter mix his name was Leroy (as in bad bad Leroy brown) he was my dog and the family hunting dog, whenever my mom was by herself Leroy attached himself to her and was never more than a step away when me or my father were out working. On this day mom was fixing dinner and was getting towards 5 or so and mom expected me or my dad to be home any minute, when my mom heard the front storm door open and close she assumed it was me or my dad, she said she turned around to see a man standing at the opening to the Kitchen! My mom sees the man, the man sees my mom, Leroy sees the man and the man see Leroy and now the race is on! The man beat that dog to the door with no time to spare, the front storm door swung shut and latched and Leroy hit that door full tilt, bending the lower panel outward, my mom said she thought about letting Leroy out in pursuit but decided against it, she said Leroy walked around with his hackles up and didn't calm down until my dad walked through the door, that night mom made Leroy a steak, my dad told her you are not giving that dog a steak, my mom gave my dad the " don't challenge me on this" look and that was it!
Back many eons ago I was 19 yo, I was out of high school and working the family business doing pest control, I did the actual work and my father sold the jobs and did Inspections, due to this both of us were in and out of the house at random times throughout the day, my mom stayed home and took care of answering the business phone, and doing the secretarial work and at the same time being housewife and mother. At that time we had a half lab half Irish setter mix his name was Leroy (as in bad bad Leroy brown) he was my dog and the family hunting dog, whenever my mom was by herself Leroy attached himself to her and was never more than a step away when me or my father were out working. On this day mom was fixing dinner and was getting towards 5 or so and mom expected me or my dad to be home any minute, when my mom heard the front storm door open and close she assumed it was me or my dad, she said she turned around to see a man standing at the opening to the Kitchen! My mom sees the man, the man sees my mom, Leroy sees the man and the man see Leroy and now the race is on! The man beat that dog to the door with no time to spare, the front storm door swung shut and latched and Leroy hit that door full tilt, bending the lower panel outward, my mom said she thought about letting Leroy out in pursuit but decided against it, she said Leroy walked around with his hackles up and didn't calm down until my dad walked through the door, that night mom made Leroy a steak, my dad told her you are not giving that dog a steak, my mom gave my dad the " don't challenge me on this" look and that was it!