Not too long ago about 1:30 am or so on a Sunday morning there was a loud rap-rap-rap on my front entry door. Now, nobody ever comes to my home without calling first, especially that late at night, and our rural residential area just outside the city limits is stone cold quiet all the time. Nothing ever happens out here. Almost 12 years and the only thing I can remember happening is a mail box torn down during senior week once. I was on the couch in the den watching TV but was kind of sleepy and the nearest gun to me at that moment was a G17 in between the couch cushion, my usual carry XD sub was nearby tho on the coffee table. I grabbed the Glock and headed for the door. I was sleepy and usually would have gone over to the computer first and looked at the cameras. The gun was not in condition one and I didnt think about it first before racking the slide when I was only about a foot from the door, thats when I hear "Coweta Police" come from the other side after which he knocked again about as loud. I flipped on the light and looked out the hole and saw the officer. Opened the door and came outside to be told that someone had ransacked a neighbors truck and car and that they were going door to door to see if other peoples vehicles or property had been vandalized. I dropped the magazine and disarmed the gun and went with them to check out my vehicles and property. Alarms were still armed and my stuff was all good. They thanked me and left. Later after thinking about things that man did not announce himself at all the first knock and only after he most likely heard my dumbazz rack that slide did he even announce himself as the police. With reading about so many late night knockknock then door kick-ins that go on in nearby BA and Tulsa you can never be too sure who is at the door at night especially rural where we are.
