Jim:
You brought up a valid point about dogs, and how they would play into this scenario. At present, I have 2 (German Shepard & Border Collie). The BC is excellent on the cattle, but I suspect next to useless for home defense. The GS is a different story…he’s very protective, and while he’s under good voice command, I suspect he would have jumped the BG before I even knew he was there since once he figured I was headed to the shed, he would have gone through the door first (he’s got to be first everywhere we go!). But in this particular case, he and the BC were both in the house (good thing…the BC would have probably been helping him load my tools up

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Another person mentioned a long gun…yep, I often carry one on the ranch and this day was no exception, except I had put it in the house, with the dogs, before I went down to the barn...yea, I know, stupid
The end of the story is very anticlimactic, no OK Corral or fight to the death for the gun…no career criminal hauled away in the back of a squad car…and no victorious battle with a group of gang-bangers…and no fat contract from a studio for the rights to the story
As this guy walked towards me, very slowly, I stepped back out the door and moved far enough to clear the doorway and give me a view to the corners of the building. I never lost sight of the BG
The BG came one step through the doorway, and I said “close enough� and he stopped...immediately…the weapon stayed pointed COM the entire time. He said something to the effect of “I don’t want any trouble, I just want to leave� at which time I responded with “Then do it�. He moved away for a few steps watching me, then turned and ran into the trees heading towards the road. I could follow his progress by sound. Then I heard a car start, and head down the road, accelerating rapidly. Once I heard the car move, I lowered the pistol and the whole thing was over.
After going back to the house to get the rifle and the German Shepard, I checked the premise, inventoried my tools (nothing missing), turned off the light, locked the door, and went inside to make supper.
Now I have to state here that I wasn’t thinking about any legal ramifications such as law suits, so that had nothing to due with staying my hand. The truth of the matter is I just never felt the guy needed to be shot, and that’s the only reason I didn’t pull the trigger.
And when I say needed to be shot, I mean “needed�…it’s got nothing to do with the legal definition of right to use deadly force, or did I have a right to send a moral message about my belongings, or a belief that life is sacred…he just never represented a threat that I felt needed me to pull the trigger.
This kid was just scared having to stare at my pistol. Nothing in his actions led me to believe he wanted to do anything except survive the next few seconds and then leave.
His advance towards me after he dropped the “weapon� appeared to be more his moving towards the door, which I felt to him meant escape, then it was an attempt to get a better tactical position from which to attack me.
As for keeping him there, I had discounted that immediately. I’ve had problems taking folks in custody and that was with other guys around to support…by myself just didn’t make good sense to me. Ask him to leave his wallet…possibly…and in my mind I had thought about that many times before the incident. But in the middle of it, the truth is it just didn’t cross my mind.
The whole thing was one judgement call after another, and the only thing I can say in my defense is we both ended up living through it.