One time my husband was gone playing poker and I decided to go to bed for the night. At some point I started to have a nightmare. I was dreaming that a man was tromping through the trailer in heavy, hiking boots. I was terrified that he would find me in the bedroom!
I got out of bed and got the gun!
When Bobby came into the bedroom I was in tears. I was ready to shoot him. He said he had to calm me to get me to give him the gun. He really thought I was going to shoot him.
I don't remember anything about it.
After that I NEVER knew where the guns were ever again.
Smart move on his part I would say.