So I'm sitting on my back steps, putting my shoes on, when I hear 3 rapid gunshots from over near my barn. The horses came running out of the barn, and for one panicky moment. I thought someone was shooting at them. But there's nothing between the barn and the house, and anyone who could see the horses would also see me on the porch. I couldn't see the person(s) with the gun, but they were on the dirt road at the back of the property, about 30 feet from the barn; they couldn't really be so stupid as to shoot at someone's horses with them watching, right in the line of fire, could they?
I hurried toward the barn, and could hear the sound of the "action" of the gun. Moments later, I heard several more shots, and my horses stampeded toward the house. As loud as I could, I yelled, "Hey! Would you mind not doing that on my back step?!"
Crazy, I know, but I was about 20 feet from the shooter when I yelled, and neither of us could see the other. That's what woods are like around here! By the time I managed to work my way back to the road, they were nowhere to be seen.
I hope that they really had no clue how close they were to an occupied dwelling, though you'd think all my crowing roosters would have given them at least a clue, wouldn't you?
I hurried toward the barn, and could hear the sound of the "action" of the gun. Moments later, I heard several more shots, and my horses stampeded toward the house. As loud as I could, I yelled, "Hey! Would you mind not doing that on my back step?!"
Crazy, I know, but I was about 20 feet from the shooter when I yelled, and neither of us could see the other. That's what woods are like around here! By the time I managed to work my way back to the road, they were nowhere to be seen.
I hope that they really had no clue how close they were to an occupied dwelling, though you'd think all my crowing roosters would have given them at least a clue, wouldn't you?
