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I was quail hunting with a friend one evening on a parcel of BLM land that had several small hobby farms in the area that were in no way in danger of #7 shot. One of them called the cops when they heard shooting (several shots). On our way back to our truck two cops with their pistols drawn told us to lay down our guns. We carefully laid them down. They told us that someone had said that we had shot at a deer on their land and wounded it (it was not deer season). After our denial they checked our ammo to make sure we did not have any slugs. Fish and Game were called to check our license and tags. We were released with our guns.

All I know is that we were pissed that some a-hole called the cops on us for no reason other that to discourage us from hunting on public land that bordered their property. The cops could not tell us who accused us of poaching, and this made us even angrier. This was the first time I have ever had a cop, or anyone, draw a gun on me, and it is unnerving to say the least. The cops were nice after we the initial encounter and understood that we were pissed that we had to undergo this BS because some SOB did not want anyone hunting anywhere near them.

First, let me state that we are gun owners, my husband hunts and we are not nervous nannies.

However, several years ago, I was home alone during the day while my husband was at work when I heard something hit the house, twice. I looked out the windows and saw no one. The dog was quiet, meaning no one was on the property. I went outside and examined the house where I thought I had heard something hit. I was wondering if a dumb bird had hit, although they normally hit the windows.

I found a small hole in the siding. Looking further, I found a second hole. Poking inside and using a flashlight, I saw something in there that didn't look like it was part of the house. The holes were consistent with a .22. They were above my head and I had to use a stepladder to find and examine them.

I called the sheriff. A deputy came out and he and I decided someone had been shooting squirrels across the road down by the river, which is around 40 feet lower than the house. The .22s had traveled about 1/8 of a mile or so. Luckily, it hadn't hit a window, as I had been in the room that was hit. Luckily, again, the angle was such that even had it gone through a window, it was about 6 feet off the ground. Had my husband been in the room and had the bullet gone thru the window, it would have parted his hair. It went thru aluminum siding and lodged in the wood frame. IIRC, it went in about 1/2” or so, maybe a bit more.

The sheriff's deputy agreed it was an unsafe situation, but there was nothing that could be done. By the time the deputy got there, the hunter had left. The hunter was within his rights. Not that it would have mattered had anyone been hurt, or worse.

It was an adrenaline moment.

This was the first time I have ever had a cop, or anyone, draw a gun on me, and it is unnerving to say the least.

Yeah, I guess it's the sign of the times for this kind of crap. I'd have been pissed too were I in your situation.

In a sane world the complainant would have been ticketed or arrested for making a false complaint to the police.