Prowlers

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Has anyone ever had prowlers around their homes before?

My heart is about to pound out of my chest! I was over a friend's house (just got home and now I can't sleep) for dinner and drinks this evening, just catching up on things. I started to leave a about 30 minutes ago, but I decided I'd transfer some ring tones from my phone to hers before I left and we were sitting on her porch when all of a sudden we heard someone or something moving around in the dark. Well we ignored it thinking it was cattle in the next pasture just pushing against a fence; apparently we were wrong. The noise got louder and it sounded like someone was rummaging around her garage and we really started getting freaked out and we decided we'd move from her porch to her jeep (my car was closer to the garage than hers was and I'm too much of a chicken to run to my car in the dark lol) and as soon as we slammed the doors whoever or what ever was causing the noise stopped. She pulled as close to my car as possible, I jumped out and unlocked and started my car as fast as possible and we burned rubber getting out of there. We were scared, someone was out there, and if something would have happened no one would have known until it was too late because she lives way off in the woods and her closest neighbor is a mile away (and they're hardly ever home). Gah, I'm still freaked out about it...

That would bother me. I'm glad your smarter then I am.. I woulda probably attacked whoever it was then got shot.I'm glad your alright. Did you call the police?

Middle of no where + garbage = racoon?

Oooh, that sounds freaky.A few years ago at about 3am, two guys tried to rob one of my neighbours cars but he caught them in the act so they made a run for it. I was sitting in the fron room of my house watching tv when I heard the two of them run across my front garden and around the side of my house (I live at the end of a cul de sac with a main road behind my back garden). It freaked the fucking shit out of me, I ran upstairs to my bedroom, kept the lights off, and just stared out the window into my back garden. At first I saw nothing so I assumed that they had made it out onto the road but then I saw a big blondie fuck squeezing himself behind a shed in my neighbours garden.A little while later the police arrived and gave them all the details I knew including a physical description of the blondie guy. They caught the two of them in a nearby estate about 10 minutes later.

Yeah, some teens busted in our front door around 7:30 AM while my wife was home alone and in bed.

No we didn't. It was a fairly isolated incident with some local punks who knew I/we took our kids to school at 7AM. I did reinforce the stupid door panels that they busted out with a bunch of screws though. It's amazing how easily those panels can be busted out.

Actually we weren’t that bright; before we left we argued over what to do and came up with the dumbest choice anyone would make. She decided she needed to go into the garage and take the keys out of her and her husband’s four wheeler and I told her that was absolutely not an option because I’d rather the damn thing be stolen than her killed. Well she decided we should run back into the house and get one of her guns and then we’d both investigate what was going on. Their garage is actually set farther back on their property and it’s more of an old ‘shed’ they’ve turned into a garage when they bought her grandparent’s land. Well when we were back in the jeep and had the head lights on the garage we started arguing again, I wanted us to just leave and go to her parent’s place (which is only a few miles up the road) and wake her father up so he could come investigate. We didn’t even think about calling the police because it would be hours before they actually got out there (that’s just how they are). Well she had her mind set that she was going in, so I went with her and we made a quick ‘get-in-and-get-out-lets-not-break-our-necks-while-running-back-to-the-jeep’ idiotic move. I think I’ll suggest they get some floodlights to put all over their property...

Helms.. You couldn't have spoken truer words.

Religion forbids me to kill.

Paranoia provokes me to defend myself at all cost.

I am not much of a gun guy. However, I do believe in knowing how to defend yourself.My dad keeps all the guns at our house. However, when I get out of college and live on my own. I will probably pick up something for myself.I believe in knowing how to use a weapon properly and as safely as possible. Although handling a gun is never really safe..Oh since we aren't allowed to bring weapons on campus at college... I am thinkin I'm gunna buy one of those REALLY big maglites.. you know the baseball bat with an optional flashlight on the end? xD Could definitely use that to defend myself if nessicery >.<

One time when I woke up my gate was open, and there were footprints in the yard. About a week later my dog died.And then a few days after that TWO of my neighbors dogs died.And a few houses got broken into within that time.It was pretty freaky, but I think they found the guy.

Well I went back to her house and we drove the property (she has over 50 acers) and it looks like someone was def. out there and they must have been shocked to know we were there too!Well, we both know how to handle a gun when needed (I guess thats what you get when you're a country bumpkin lol)

Nothin to do with a country bumpkin. Just being knowledgable of weaponry xD.We live in a rural area but, make it a point to know our arms.

Should have loaded the shotgun and took a shot over the roof of the garage. That would have been sufficient warning.

my entire block was robbed once, except for my house, and two of my friends houses. we all happen to have dogs.

That sounds pretty creepy but it might have been an animal. you never know. better safe than sorry. I remember my friend and I had gone to do community service at a place way way on the other side of New York. And we were going to walk to the bus stop to go home. And where we were for a while was like this area with a bunch of garages and old broken cars. And we were just walking and talking and being ourselves. Then these two guys in a tractor trailer were driving on the street right next to us. And they were just looking at us. Hate when people do that. But then I stopped to tie my sneakers and then they stopped driving. My friend and I were like "oh heeeellllll no". So we just started walking and kept talking to each other but they didn't drive. Then this man looking like he just lost a fight came out the truck thing and started walking behind us. And I looked at my friend like "we gotta get outta here". So we did what we used to do when we were little and I said "race you to the end of the block" really loud and we ran. The guy didn't run after us he just kept walking. And we made sure to walk in an area with alot more people. It was very creepy and we might have been of no concern to them but I wasn't looking forward to find out what their problem was.