Last night, a window on the house next door was broke. I own that house, and use it as a fancy multi-room storage shed. Ol' Dozer started going absolutely crazy wanting out...so I let him out. I could tell that someone had been around, because he was sniffing around and KNEW someone had been there...but they were gone. After a while, I brought him back into the house, and immediately he was paying attention to the front door...so I let him out the front. That's when I saw the EXTREMELY heavy police presence across the tracks. Dozer saw 'em too and started barking at 'em. Of course, they shined their light over in my direction...and then one walked over to fill me in on what all was going on. I had seen the news to know what all was happening on the other side of town, but was unaware it had crossed over into my little corner over here. That's when the officer informed me that my other house had been hit (he didn't know it was also mine....until I told him it was). We went over there and investigated...looked for the rock or whatever it was that went through the window. Almost looks like a pellet gun. The cops are all getting pretty PO'd, because the news media is painting them as a bunch of rubes that are incapable of catching whoever is responsible. They've been using thermal imaging goggles to try to find them, too....unsuccessfully. They try to organize posse's to flush 'em out, and they can't be sure the culprit isn't part of the posse. Residents are taking up arms and going hunting, and the sheriff's deputies are fine with that. They are fed up and want this crap to stop...and if those responsible end up dead, so be it. Dozer started acting up again tonight, so I went out to see what was going on and 2 residents from the other side of town saw me outside and came over to chat for a while. They were armed...and so was I. I've always got my .45 on my hip in and around my home. Standing outside talking, I heard projectiles plinking off the side of the tank trailer I pull. I walked into the house, grabbed my 12 gauge, and joined in the hunt. Checked the tall grass between the house and the tracks...sent Dozer sniffing around to try to flush 'em out. Crossed the tracks and took a look around the landscape place, since that was the direction it was coming from. I'm thinking it's someone with a pellet gun, where they can stay relatively hidden and harass people without too much movement....just don't know where they are. To throw rocks, they'd have to be close enough you'd think they'd be easy enough to spot. Went back in the house for a little while before Dozer's ears perked up & I heard another plink on the side of the trailer. Grabbed the shotgun & out the door I went again. I could hear shouting and pistols being shot across the highway....I hope they got the motherf***er. I hung around outside until a sheriff's car pulled in on the other side of the tracks and dimmed his lights. I wonder how many calls 911 has fielded from "concerned motorists" about the gun-totin' individuals walking around or the gunfire that's rang out a few times now.... Oh well...I'm off to bed.