leVieux
Old Guy "Lost my guns in move to nursing home."
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My situation was a semi-known dog charging from across a public street.
Urgent situations can deteriorate rapidly, I did keep background in focus.
Would it not be for the 8yo jumping back into my field of view, it would have been a dead dog. As the events took a good 10” between initial dog charge and Grannie hammering it, I had decided in my mind “This is getting worse quickly, I am going to have to shoot this dog.”.
After the kid withdrew the first time, the dog had been menacing in ever-tightening circles. When he reversed circling direction, I was unable to turn the bike backwards quickly enough to keep its “protection”, and dog came ever closer. I had to draw. My focus was on not letting dog get behind me.
It had been some 60 years since the last time I actually had to “draw” a weapon, and it was scary.
Twice as a Teen I had to use a nearby pistol to stop an incipient armed attack; last time was around 1959. In the cities, I have stopped assaults w/o actually drawing.
Luckiy I remembered to check what was behind. Neither the kid nor his Aunt was directly in line of fire, but near enough to make me hold fire. Then I noted Grannie with the BIG stick coming in from behind, on my left.
I spoke with another Aunt last night, everyone is OK, dog is contained. I still won’t go by there unless in my truck.
“All’s well which ends well. . . . “
leVieux
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My situation was a semi-known dog charging from across a public street.
Urgent situations can deteriorate rapidly, I did keep background in focus.
Would it not be for the 8yo jumping back into my field of view, it would have been a dead dog. As the events took a good 10” between initial dog charge and Grannie hammering it, I had decided in my mind “This is getting worse quickly, I am going to have to shoot this dog.”.
After the kid withdrew the first time, the dog had been menacing in ever-tightening circles. When he reversed circling direction, I was unable to turn the bike backwards quickly enough to keep its “protection”, and dog came ever closer. I had to draw. My focus was on not letting dog get behind me.
It had been some 60 years since the last time I actually had to “draw” a weapon, and it was scary.
Twice as a Teen I had to use a nearby pistol to stop an incipient armed attack; last time was around 1959. In the cities, I have stopped assaults w/o actually drawing.
Luckiy I remembered to check what was behind. Neither the kid nor his Aunt was directly in line of fire, but near enough to make me hold fire. Then I noted Grannie with the BIG stick coming in from behind, on my left.
I spoke with another Aunt last night, everyone is OK, dog is contained. I still won’t go by there unless in my truck.
“All’s well which ends well. . . . “
leVieux
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