It was at that moment that I knew what I had to do.
" I'll go get my stuff, I'll be right back. Can I have an Officer come with me?"
" I don't give a shit! Just don't run off and hurry up!"
I ran to the house as fast as I could. It helps that my father's weapons were returned after he was killed in the war. I grabbed a pistol, loaded it with as many bullets as possible. I grabbed my fathers pepper spray and I called for Tootsie, my Belgian Malinois, and Shark,my German Shepherd Collie mix, and I hugged them so much.
