Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Target Practice! Look out Bad Guys!

After we thought someone broke into our house and we had the police come to check it out (see the story called COPS!), Erin asked me if we could go to the gun range and shoot the gun I have. I said, "Sure!" I think it's awesome that my wife wants to go and learn how to shoot my gun (as long as she's not shooting it at me).

I gave her a basic gun safety class at home before we went to the range and once we were there she strapped on her "eyes and ears" (that's gun range talk for eye protection and ear protection). She was ready to shoot! With very little instruction, she was soon putting a lot of holes in the target!

She shot mostly from 21 feet and on her last target (see picture) she shot about 50 rounds and about half of those were one handed. Every single shot was right in the center of mass! She was shooting better than me! She asked if I wanted to shoot at all, I politely declined, mostly because I didn't want her to show me up. After I saw her shooting, I was a very proud husband! She looked pretty good too in her camouflage cargo pants!

So, if any bad guys break into our house when she's home alone......look out! You do not want to be on the receiving end of my wife with a pistol!

Tuesday, September 05, 2006


Erin's sister Brook is visiting this week from Michigan and after spending the day today at the Renaissance Festival (which is a whole other story) we grilled some dinner and then headed to Cold Stone Creamery this evening for some ice cream.

When we arrived home, we came into our house through the garage and all three of us instantly noticed that something wasn't right. There were too many lights on, and then I noticed that the screen door was wide open! I told the girls to go back outside through the garage as I pulled out my phone to call the police. I told the police what was happening and asked if they could send an officer out. The dispatcher told me someone would be there shortly. As we were waiting for the police to show up, there were a lot of thoughts going through our heads; "Is there still someone in our house?", "Did we leave the lights on?", "What if the cops find someone?", "What if some of our stuff is missing?"

Within minutes, two police cars showed up with their headlights off (to make for a covert approach). They both got out of their cars, I briefed them on what happened, and they got ready to search our house. They entered through our screen door and said (in a tone that would make anyone realize they were serious), "POLICE DEPARTMENT!" The seriousness of the whole situation hit me when I saw both of the officers had their guns drawn as they entered our house. They did a complete search of our house while we waited outside. A few minutes later they came downstairs, told us that the house was clear, and had us come inside to see if we had anything missing.

The girls checked their purses to see if any cash or credit cards were missing and I went upstairs to check things up there. Fortunately, nothing was taken and the police said that we should call them if anything comes up missing and we could file a police report. As they left, we thanked them for their time, although I think this might have been one of their highlights of the night in our small town.

It's a little frightening to think that someone might have actually been in our house when we weren't, but it's good to know that we did the right thing by leaving the house and it's also nice to know that our local police department was quick to respond to what could have been a more serious situation.