Drapes and home defense

[Denis]

She seemed a bit groggy and unstable. I gave her a ride...

Call me heartless, but I would have called her an ambulance or a taxi.

[Netpackrat]

Had one a few months ago where some lady knocked on my door late at night, wanting to use my phone; said somebody had beat her up. I didn't let her in, but called the cops for her. Seems to have been genuine; I think she picked my house because I keep the drive well clear of snow in the winter and my lights were still on due to the schedule I keep.

[rightisright]

So you guys all have cameras on the front door? How do you deal with answering a door at night without becoming a target?

I don't. But my home office window looks directly at my front door. Coupled w. motion sensor LED floods and a battery back up and I'm good.

These things are pretty cool: http://www.amazon.com/Dorcy-41-1071-Wir ... lood+light

I have a few set up around my house. Came in handy during Hurricane Sandy when my neighbor knocked on my door after dark.

[Aesop]

[skb12172]

She seemed a bit groggy and unstable. I gave her a ride...

Call me heartless, but I would have called her an ambulance or a taxi.

Ambulance AND the cops.

[Denis]

... she quite properly noted that she figured having daddy and 1-3 enthusiastic friends from the gun store respond would be both faster, and more decisive.

I like her already.

Thanks for the reminder about a driveway alert - I must get some of those.

[Windy Wilson]

The 14 yr old niece . . .had the presence to not only not answer the door, but to
a) go find daddy's Glock and put it in Condition One. . .

An excellent example why safe storage laws that forbid minors from access to guns have a great possibility of yielding bad results.

[PawPaw]

No body uses our front door. It's there just for curb presence. Several months ago, after dark, the front doorbell rang. My wife looked up from her book. "Who the f**k is that?"

So, I grabbed a 1911 and went out the side door. Stepped around the side of the house, and noticed an old Chevy pickup parked in the road, flashers on, and a big sumbitch standing at my door. Beard like ZZ Top, easily 6'4", welders cap on backwards. "Can I help you, buddy?"

Big sumbitch turns and I notice a duck under his arm. "I think I ran over your duck."

"No, friend, you ain't run over my duck. I don't have any ducks."

Big sumbitch gets all tender. "Well, I think his wing is broke. What should I do with him?"

"Wring his neck and eat him?"

"Oh, I couldn't do that!" Big sumbitch is almost in tears. "Think I could put him in your pond?"

"Sure. Don't fall in. That's a gravel pit and the edge goes down nine feet. If I hear a big splash, I"ll come throw you a rope."

Big sumbitch trundles over to the edge of the pond, gingerly puts the duck in the water, then goes to his truck and continues on his way. I go back in the house, and my lady asks "Who the hell was that?"

"Some big sumbitch with a duck under his arm."

[Greg]

No body uses our front door. It's there just for curb presence. Several months ago, after dark, the front doorbell rang. My wife looked up from her book. "Who the f**k is that?"

So, I grabbed a 1911 and went out the side door. Stepped around the side of the house, and noticed an old Chevy pickup parked in the road, flashers on, and a big sumbitch standing at my door. Beard like ZZ Top, easily 6'4", welders cap on backwards. "Can I help you, buddy?"

Big sumbitch turns and I notice a duck under his arm. "I think I ran over your duck."

"No, friend, you ain't run over my duck. I don't have any ducks."

Big sumbitch gets all tender. "Well, I think his wing is broke. What should I do with him?"

"Wring his neck and eat him?"

Why a duck?

"Oh, I couldn't do that!" Big sumbitch is almost in tears. "Think I could put him in your pond?"

"Sure. Don't fall in. That's a gravel pit and the edge goes down nine feet. If I hear a big splash, I"ll come throw you a rope."

Big sumbitch trundles over to the edge of the pond, gingerly puts the duck in the water, then goes to his truck and continues on his way. I go back in the house, and my lady asks "Who the hell was that?"

"Some big sumbitch with a duck under his arm."

Why a duck? Why a no chicken?

[Termite]

"Wring his neck and eat him?"

I love this bar.