When I was a kid an adult picked up my tricycle over his head in order to bring it down smashing in my skull. My mother at the time had been close by talking to other neighorhood women & promply stab him in the gut, she was never even questioned. When someone knocked on our door I always thought my mother must had fixing to feed us because she always had this big kitchen knife in her hand that was hidden behind the door. I prefer having a big dog in the house & I don't have to worry about the kids if I'm not at home. No one wants to enter a dwelling when there's a big dog growling behind a door.

Barry