Not me, but my parents. They live on the outskirts a very small town in Northern Michigan. A few months ago, my mother woke up in the middle of the night to the noise of someone trying to open the sliding glass door on the back of the house. She woke up my dad, who retrieved his A.H. Fox SxS 12ga (I know its an odd choice for an HD gun, but he loves it, and is VERY familiar with it) and released the dog from his crate. Dog immediately ran out to the back door and started barking. Dad walked out to investigate a minute later, and there was nobody there. He said he let the dog out, and the dog ran to the back of the fence and sniffed all around for quite a while. My dad can either be the nicest guy you have ever met, or the scariest SOB you have ever seen. Mom said that he walked out onto the back porch in his underwear, fired one round into the air and yelled "Come back MF'er, Ive got a present for ya!" Apparently home invasions are on the rise in the area with people entering homes trying to get prescription drugs.
Lessons learned:
Dont crate your dog at night.
Dad is a little nuts.
Lessons learned:
Dont crate your dog at night.
Dad is a little nuts.