As you can tell by the post I wrote on Saturday morning, I was already irritated before going to sleep. Normally sleep makes me feel better and I wake up with a more positive attitude. Not so on Sat afternoon when I woke. In fact, it was a feeling of annoyance that woke me. I don't know exactly how to describe it, but I felt uncomfortable and irritated and although I was still sleepy I couldn't seem to sleep for more than a couple minutes without a feeling of dread waking me. So I just got up.
Made coffee, checked email and went outside for a bit. While outside two Ospreys from KAFB flew over which I thought was kind of weird for a Saturday afternoon. There is something frightening about those planes. They are cool and yet frightening at the same time. After a bit I went back in to answer any emails that may need my attention. I heard police sirens very near by, but that isn't unusual because for some reason that I have never quite figured out there are a lot of accidents near my house.
While I had been outside I should have heard a gun shot, but I didn't. Maybe the Ospreys drowned it out. Just right down the road, a relative of a neighbor had shot dead a homeless man that threatened him with an ax. To my knowledge nothing like that has ever happened in this neighborhood before. That house is right on route 66, so he could have come from there or maybe even been camping up in the foothills. There was an illegal campsite up in the foothills. Apparently the guy went out to tell him to leave the yard and the homeless man pulled out an ax, which turned out to be a fatal mistake because the guy that was visiting his relative worked for a police dept in TX and had a gun.
Anyhow, I guess that feeling of dread I woke with was a premonition of some sort.
The shooting is also a little spooky in another way because I am often outside by myself late at night. A couple nights before while I was out - Pooka started barking at something out in the open space behind our house. Normally that wouldn't concern me because she often barks at deer, rabbits and so on, but that night she actually growled at whatever it was. I got my butt into the house and locked the doors because Pooka never growls. Thank goodness for Pooka! For all I know that guy had been camping up there for days or weeks and wandering the neighborhood, maybe not in the state to be an ax murderer, but who knows?
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On the other hand, what if that neighbor was out when you were and had mistaken you for a trespassing homeless person? Different screnario, same result. A truly unfortunate event for all involved. Times really are getting tougher, that's for sure.
I would have no reason to be on my neighbor's property, but if I did I certainly wouldn't attack him with an ax so I don't think it would be the same result.
It is sad for all involved.
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