I guess some of us should be in the country and not in town.
About 1991, I moved to town, I had bought a big old house for my daughter and she did not move here, so on a wild day, I decided that I would live in it.
I lasted 3 months and went back to the hills where I had a place set up...........
I wore out the carpet, looking out the windows, every time I heard a vehicle, as in the country, if I heard a car, it was coming to see me.
Not only that, but across the street, there was a house of strange folks, with a 10 year old boy, who went to school and then in the house, he was never out doors and that bothered me, I know how we played at 10 years.
A client that was putting on part of a new roof for me, watched them a couple days and agreed that something was very odd.
Client as used here was not a #9, he was one of my real estate customers, for many parcels of land over the years.
Every now and then we'll get a stray vehicle, they're lost or looking for someone out here. I'll go out on the porch with my .45 chambered and behind my back. They never know it's there. I'd tote my double barrel if I could conceal it from them. LOL