The day I totally lost it:
Ex-abf jumped my six foot fence, he was banging on my back door, wouldn't quit.
I grabbed my BB gun, walked out the door with it, he ran down the stairs into the yard.
I started firing from the deck, he started jumping and bobbing, I was a firing. My neighbor came out, started yelling " Dolly, aim to the left" "Higher, lower"... he then jumped behind the shed, I was still firing...he ran like a bat out of h'll, jumped the fence again...he could jump like a gazell...he was screaming "Your crazy", "Your crazy"...
He was right I was.
I don't know if I blossomed, but, I shot over 20 holes in my shed...never hit him..I am a lousy shot....thank god...
That day was my turning point, I put down my gun and went forward with my life.