But I drew a fired my carry weapon tonight. I was in the basement of the daughters house reloading a bunch of 45ACPwhen my wife jumped through the door and dropped the laundery. Now in 33 years of knowing this lady I have never heard her scream, she just is not the screaming type, but this was a close as I have ever heard her to a real scream. There were three Boerboels in the yard, one in our duck pen doing it's best to kill our ducks, one just watching and one stalking the wife. I hit the back yard and drew the 1911. three quick rounds into the ground and all I saw were Boerboel butts.My daughter was on the phone with the owner and he was begging me not to shoot his dogs. He can move pretty fast when his thousand dollar dogs are in my sights. All ended well and I think he will work harder at keeping them in.
So when some ask why I carry every day all day and wonder if I live in some sort of paranoia I will just smile and know I carry because I love my family and my farm.
What in the hell is a Boerboel?
