So around 8pm this evening, someone knocked on my front door. Now, we have five acres and our home sits down at the bottom of it..over 700 feet off the road. No one comes to my house without my knowing in advance, so I carefully went to the door to see who was there. My husband was in another building on the property, so he wasn't with me at the time.
A really big guy was at the door. I didn't know him. I quickly locked the door and spoke to him through the window in the door. Although it was getting dark on the porch, I saw the gun in his holster. I screamed at him to get off my porch, that I was calling the police. He's screaming back saying that he knows my husband. I screamed back that I didn't know him and to leave. Finally he yelled back to have my husband come and see him and left. It turned out that he's the guy my next door neighbors arranged to plant and irrigate their pasture. So my husband went next door to chat with the moron. He wanted me to plug off the culvert so that my irrigation runoff didn't go onto that field. The problem is, it's not just my runoff and the neighbor agreed to the installation of that culvert so that he could irrigate an area in the lower part of his pasture that he doesn't have irrigation rights for. That culvert helped us keep the runoff from destroying our driveway, and it helped keep the area close to my neighbor's home green, reducing the chance of fire. There's only so much I can do to control that water. He probably should have spoken with us before agreeing to use their field. We would have gladly told him the issues with flood irrigation in our area. But he didn't do that and I don't know what the neighbor shared with him. But I will do whatever I can to not rot his seeds. I have trees along the driveway that I have to water, but maybe I can do that another way.
But then there's the gun.
I own guns. I have no problem with people having carry permits. I have no problem with people owning weapons. I have a problem with big men I don't know knocking on my door at night with a gun visible on their person. At least it was visible so that I knew it was there. But here's the thing. This was frightening. And he really didn't seem to understand why I was upset. But my husband convinced him to not come on our property again with a gun. So that's something I suppose. We'll see...
Truth be told, this isn't my problem. As far as I am concerned, my neighbors are responsible for this guy. It's through their arrangement that he's even here. And I won't be bullied by him or anyone else. You don't go to someone's house with a gun. You just don't.
So there you have it.
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