Never call the police. Their charter has obviously changed from “To Protect and to Serve”
to “To Oppress citizens and to Kill Beloved Family Pets.” Keep them out of your business.
This has been the Hillbilly Creed for as long as I can recall and no doubt, far before that.
[damn revenooers!]
When my dad had a released con come after us when dad was not home, I just grabbed the Ruger .22 and aimed it at the guy’s left eye.
He took off in a hurry.
I was 8 or 9 years old.
[what happens in the hills stays in the hills...and we got porcupines]
;D
Back in the early 2000s, dad had somebody cut the tires on his skidder up in the woods.
He called no one except his buddy, Gene.
They went up and waited for the punks to come back.
And they did.
After that, they never came back again.
[not even the one that could still walk]