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Sascha
    Up at midnight again tonight and out in the shop with Sascha Sebastian Wolfe, "Sascha" for short, my faithfull companion and guardian, but at this time I am guarding him. Some would think this is kind of crazy to be missing sleep, much needed, to do as I am when it is 20 degrees outside, But my animals are under my care and I am responsible for their for their safety and well being. With society as it is with low moral values and no compassion for the lives of the individuals that share this world with them, I am not to trusting of those I love with strangers that are thieves and no telling what else. I was reading a post by another individual on LJ who came home to find their dog crawling across the yard with the back legs shot off and had to have the animal put to sleep. Tis a sad, cruel world!
    Several years ago we had a situation that made me realize that there are a sad people in this world, I was working in my shop welding a rack for my work truck when I heard a loud crash outside. I took off my welding hood and went out the door and there was a small truck off the road in front of the house. I went to the truck to see if anyone was injured to find it empty. Baffled I look around in the ditch and cornfield for the driver and saw another car coming down the road with a front light dangling and I figured that the driver may be with them after noticing the truck had rear damage also on it. The car stopped in the road and a kid got out and walked to within 10 feet of me and pulled a handgun from his baggy clothes, pointed it at my chest and pulled the trigger, it miss fired and I started talking, asking him why he wanted to shoot me as I had done nothing to him. He wanted to know where the boys were that owned the truck, I responded as that was who I was looking for also and they may be in the field.  The other kid in the car exited and said that they should see if there was CD player or something in the truck to help cover their damage, I said go for it, that  it did not matter to me. I just wanted to make some distance from the nut and go get me a gun and call police. As I was easing away they tearing up the trucks dashboard and the driver came from the back of our house yelling for them to get out of his truck. They had been around at the backdoor telling my wife that these yahoo's were chasing them and shoot at them, she was on the phone with 911. Well the punk got out of the truck and fired at the driver who ran around the house to the front with the punk after him. The driver tried to get in the front door of my house which was locked, the punk caught up and shot him at point blank range on my front porch and then went to fire a second time, but the gun jammed again and I could see my wife through the picture window watching on the phone. I panicked at that point knowing if he cleared the gun she was in the line of fire, so I put on all the speed I could to make there before he could clear the jam and tackled him, took the gun and cracked him on the head with it, and held him untill police arrived. He killed that 17 year old boy, took  his life because he dated his ex-girl friend. What a world we live in
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