To me, it seems absurd to own a gun, unless you’re using it for hunting. I don’t own one, I don’t see a need for one. I’m not a trained military shooter (hey, I opted to carry the SHOTGUN on the repel boarders drills—no need to be accurate :D), but I can hit a human-sized target in the chest at 25 yards. Would I incapaciatate or kill them? Who knows. To me, the best security at home is my phone on the nightstand.

There are statistics that show both ways: Owning a gun makes it safer, or owning a gun means you’re more likely to be killed during a home invasion. (Lies, darn lies, and statistics..LOL) But, the 2nd amendment says I can own one, and I won’t argue with that. I just choose not to.

I think a home invasion while I’m home is even less likely to occur than a shark attack. And, I’ve already been through a two daylight home invasions while away: As a teen, we were broken into twice—lost two sets of antique silverware, my photography gear (not the darkroom, just the cameran and associated lenses), our TV’s and Stereos the first time, and the garage was broken into later with the loss of a large tool set, fishing gear, and my bicycle. I’m sure who did it both times but could never prove the first. I caught someone riding my bicycle (it was painted in a two-tone combination I had done myself) and they told me who sold it to them; even signed an affadavit when the cops showed up. My bike had been registered by the local PD, and even though they had removed the sticker, inside the handlebar was a piece of paper with my name, address, and etc. on it. Insurance covers valuables, no need in losing your life over it. Granted it doesn’t cover emotional loss; but one can get over that. We did; the silverware had been given by both of my grandmothers.