OrionTheWolf
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~FR~ Well I got about 4 1/2 hour sleep, and feel a bit better. Yes the phone has been ringing with reporters, and a few others. They must have a contact in the Sheriff's Dept, as it is a cellphone. One of the Deputies that lives in the neighborhood came by to check on things, and updated me. It was not a .25, it was a "Pocketlite" .380, and there was one in the chamber. He was at the wrong address, street name was incorrect but house number wasn't, it was part of a gang initiation, and they will likely offer him a deal if he gives up the people that gave him the pistol, and burglary tools, and it points to someone higher up in the gang. The official time from time of dispatch to time of arrical was 7 minutes and 23 seconds, which is about average for this area. They are not making any official statements, other than the "blotter" information. In reply to Brain, the storage room is the first room off the garage, from there is the small hallway to two rooms, mine and across the hall, my 4 year old sons, and stairs that go up into the main part of the house, opening into the Great Room. In the Great Room is the Granny, and down the hallway from the Great room is the other bedrooms, including where the Papa is. Yeah I should have stayed locked in my Bedroom, waiting on the police, as I am sure that is what you would have done. All of this has convinced me to get a Rottie that I will have trained, but not giving up my firearms. Everyone in the house has settled down quite a bit, and I will be fine after a few days. I am using a journal to write some things in, which should help me keep from bottling up the emotional part, as I am the stoic type usually.
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