The police and their dogs appear to be closing on two escaped murderers, one an amateur butcher. (He dismembered a victim.) That’s in a wooded area of upstate New York. Could easily be near here, where I live.
The police ask people to stay indoors and lock their doors (N. S.!) and to keep their children out of school.
I can just imagine: My kids are safely behind the closed door of the bathroom playing quietly (I hope). I am sitting on a chair in front of the big bay window with my largest kitchen knife on the dining-room table near me. I am not too worried because the window glass is protecting me. Besides, I can always call 911.
Are you out of your mind?
I have a shotgun, I have the right ammunition. Under some circumstances, the ammunition is inside the gun. In the above scenario, I will take my chance that the sweethearts described above may actually break the window and disarm me before I am able to do the gory obvious.