I'm becoming a huge fan of "BlueTooth" technology. This allows "hands free" use of the cell phone, which is great when you're on the phone to 911 for whatever.
Last week it was just some dumb kid passing me at 50 mph in a 25 mph zone. I get to keep hands on the wheel, while I'm on the phone. In your case it would be "hands on the shotgun" while you're on the phone to 911.
Yeah, snap cap is a bad idea, turns your defense weapon into a gun that won't shoot. Seems like your best tactic is to tell 911 that you're armed and there's a "burglary in progress" -- You can be "wrong" later. But you don't want to give away your position. That's major tactical stuff they taught me in the Army. Stay behind cover, and don't let the bad guy know you're there.
Dumb frat kids tried to "boost my beer cooler" once when I was camping. Warm summer morning. I was asleep in the back of the pickup, cooler on the ground. Kids figure they can roll in fast, boost the cooler and be gone before you can wake up and get out of the sleeping bag, get shoes on and give chase.
As they rolled up to my truck in their car, at dawn and no reason for them to approach my vehicle whatever . . . I rolled onto my stomach and racked the 1911. I heard them as they rolled past, "He's awake and he has a gun."
Live ammo. This ain't no dress rehearsal.
Last week it was just some dumb kid passing me at 50 mph in a 25 mph zone. I get to keep hands on the wheel, while I'm on the phone. In your case it would be "hands on the shotgun" while you're on the phone to 911.
Yeah, snap cap is a bad idea, turns your defense weapon into a gun that won't shoot. Seems like your best tactic is to tell 911 that you're armed and there's a "burglary in progress" -- You can be "wrong" later. But you don't want to give away your position. That's major tactical stuff they taught me in the Army. Stay behind cover, and don't let the bad guy know you're there.
Dumb frat kids tried to "boost my beer cooler" once when I was camping. Warm summer morning. I was asleep in the back of the pickup, cooler on the ground. Kids figure they can roll in fast, boost the cooler and be gone before you can wake up and get out of the sleeping bag, get shoes on and give chase.
As they rolled up to my truck in their car, at dawn and no reason for them to approach my vehicle whatever . . . I rolled onto my stomach and racked the 1911. I heard them as they rolled past, "He's awake and he has a gun."
Live ammo. This ain't no dress rehearsal.