My gun is my tertiary line of defense. My alarm system is my secondary, but my primary works quite well. I went to the front door after the primary alerted me that something was up. I see a FedEx truck in the driveway and a guy walking up the path. He is busy on his phone and looking down as he walks to the door. He gets about five feet from the door and freezes and just about craps his pants. I wish I had my camera with me to capture the look of pure terror on his face when he saw these next to me:
