You’re kidding, right? No way am I cowering from some invader; I am the one his mama, and his friends warned him about. Breaking into my home, with me inside, just transformed him into the newest corpse in town. I have some 110 grain .357 magnum hollowpoints with his name on them, and am willing to share. His deathwish will be fulfilled.
You? There is nowhere an intruder isn’t going to look, so you are toast, unless you are armed, and prepared to defend yourself.
