Well to start off my old man is in the hospital and he gave me instrustion to take care of the place. so when i went to take my dog out i grabbed my uncles 38 special hes in afganistan and left the gun with me. I loaded up 5 out of 6 chambers. I got the dog out and she started growling and ran off towards our lower field and i ran after her when i got down there i got the surpise of my life a big ol black bear probly 250-300 lbs i figured it would run when it saw me and the dog but no it ran towards me and why i dont know i think it was after my dog not me. But it came within 15 yrds and stopped and just looked at me. I was almost pissing myself so i pulled out that 38 and let 2 fly right beside the bear in hopes hed run and if he dident i i would have aimed at him with the remaining three. well he ran and my dog ran o thother way back towards the house. well after i cam back up i was bobmarded with question as to why i was shooting and when i explained everyone was happy i was alright.

Just thought youd like to hear of one of the finer things of my life the time a gun saved my but