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I'd know something was going on far before they had a chnce to break in. Dogs Guineas and that sixth sense we gals have for noises that are out of place....
In all the years I lived there alone, I was woken up exactly three times with noises that were out of place. Even on starlit nights im pretty good at spotting things. All three times they were border patrol checking on my place.
It's not just a gal sixth sense but a survival one. I can sleep through anything. Doors slaming, kids hollering, the dog barking at nothing, my wife getting the kids ready for school, etc. But if one of the kids tries to tip-toe through the house, one of the dogs makes a single growl that's out of the ordinary, a car stops on the road near our house... any tiny little slight sound that registers in my subconcious mind that is "off" - and I'm intantly wide awake and reaching for the "booger getter".
I guess for some of us it's a primal leftover thing or something.
I don't ever want to hurt or harm anyone. I am the world's biggest pacifist. But I'm also a realist and know that as long as bad people do bad things, you will either stand up and protect yourself or be ran over or killed. I never want another person's life on my soul, but if it's them or me... I'll live with it.
Two things come to my mind in discusions like this. One was a quote I read (Can't remember the man's name) that stated "Evil flurishes when good men do nothing".
The other is something my Grandfather taught me. He said people shouldn't fight. If they have a problem, they should just get together and talk it out like adults and either reach and agreement or just stay away from each other afterwards and stay out of each other's business. I said "But Pa, some people you just can't talk to". He just smiled that wise old smile and said "Son, you can talk to anyone and they'll listen. You just have to talk the launguage they understand. Some of them you can talk face to face with and be very polite and peaceful, and some folks just have to be laying at your feet bleeding looking up at you when you talk, but you can talk to anyone".
Now, I'm just a simple uneducated country boy. I've never had a pot to p*** in or a window to dump it out of as the saying goes. But what little I have is mine. I worked for it, I earned it and nobody's going to take it away from me without a fight. I've worked all my life since I was 15 years old doing a man's work for a man's wages and giving a full days work in exchange for a day's pay. I've seldom made over minimum wage and many times worked for less. I've raised 5 good kids, I take care of our bills and my wife who is disabled, my home is not worth much, but it's mine and it's paid for and we eat enough to keep us healthy and able to get up in the mornings and go at it again.
I might give a person something I've got, and have done so many times if I thought they needed it more than me, because that's just how I am. But a no good thief ain't going to come on my place and leave with anything except ballast and extra ventalation if I can help it.
By the way, I have several friends who are in law inforcement and they feel the same as I do. I pity those people around the world and here in this country too who have to put up with such a horrible existance that they can't even legaly protect themselves, their families and property.
Of course that's just me. I know I'm no genius, so your milage may vary.
LOL there is no such thing as "simple" and "Uneducated"... You sound like a good man. I am still not understanding why I am getting a lecture. Oh I get it you are using me so you can scrape up your soap box... fine. You have no idea of what its is to be in my shoes. I have no idea what it is to be in your shoes. But I do know about survival. I also know I will probably be one of the first to go in a survival situation. I am half way to 56 walk with a cane and one day soon I will be in a wheelchair. I also know about hard work. I too am an uneducated gal... but living life without an education, doesnt mean I didnt get one. I started out as an assembler in a factory, then a helper in a machine shop, then a drafter in a sweatshop I could do a hundred drawings in a week. No didnt farm for a living or work heavy labor but I know about coming home and spending the next hour pulling metal chips out of my hands. Raised a son by myself he's in college now. And he's a fine young man. The important things to me are my son and my life. And I would give up my life for my son.
So howabout them Chickens....
I'd know something was going on far before they had a chnce to break in. Dogs Guineas and that sixth sense we gals have for noises that are out of place....
It's not just a gal sixth sense but a survival one. I can sleep through anything. Doors slaming, kids hollering, the dog barking at nothing, my wife getting the kids ready for school, etc. But if one of the kids tries to tip-toe through the house, one of the dogs makes a single growl that's out of the ordinary, a car stops on the road near our house... any tiny little slight sound that registers in my subconcious mind that is "off" - and I'm intantly wide awake and reaching for the "booger getter".
I guess for some of us it's a primal leftover thing or something.
I don't ever want to hurt or harm anyone. I am the world's biggest pacifist. But I'm also a realist and know that as long as bad people do bad things, you will either stand up and protect yourself or be ran over or killed. I never want another person's life on my soul, but if it's them or me... I'll live with it.
Two things come to my mind in discusions like this. One was a quote I read (Can't remember the man's name) that stated "Evil flurishes when good men do nothing".
The other is something my Grandfather taught me. He said people shouldn't fight. If they have a problem, they should just get together and talk it out like adults and either reach and agreement or just stay away from each other afterwards and stay out of each other's business. I said "But Pa, some people you just can't talk to". He just smiled that wise old smile and said "Son, you can talk to anyone and they'll listen. You just have to talk the launguage they understand. Some of them you can talk face to face with and be very polite and peaceful, and some folks just have to be laying at your feet bleeding looking up at you when you talk, but you can talk to anyone".
Now, I'm just a simple uneducated country boy. I've never had a pot to p*** in or a window to dump it out of as the saying goes. But what little I have is mine. I worked for it, I earned it and nobody's going to take it away from me without a fight. I've worked all my life since I was 15 years old doing a man's work for a man's wages and giving a full days work in exchange for a day's pay. I've seldom made over minimum wage and many times worked for less. I've raised 5 good kids, I take care of our bills and my wife who is disabled, my home is not worth much, but it's mine and it's paid for and we eat enough to keep us healthy and able to get up in the mornings and go at it again.
I might give a person something I've got, and have done so many times if I thought they needed it more than me, because that's just how I am. But a no good thief ain't going to come on my place and leave with anything except ballast and extra ventalation if I can help it.
By the way, I have several friends who are in law inforcement and they feel the same as I do. I pity those people around the world and here in this country too who have to put up with such a horrible existance that they can't even legaly protect themselves, their families and property.
Of course that's just me. I know I'm no genius, so your milage may vary.
LOL there is no such thing as "simple" and "Uneducated"... You sound like a good man. I am still not understanding why I am getting a lecture. Oh I get it you are using me so you can scrape up your soap box... fine. You have no idea of what its is to be in my shoes. I have no idea what it is to be in your shoes. But I do know about survival. I also know I will probably be one of the first to go in a survival situation. I am half way to 56 walk with a cane and one day soon I will be in a wheelchair. I also know about hard work. I too am an uneducated gal... but living life without an education, doesnt mean I didnt get one. I started out as an assembler in a factory, then a helper in a machine shop, then a drafter in a sweatshop I could do a hundred drawings in a week. No didnt farm for a living or work heavy labor but I know about coming home and spending the next hour pulling metal chips out of my hands. Raised a son by myself he's in college now. And he's a fine young man. The important things to me are my son and my life. And I would give up my life for my son.
So howabout them Chickens....
