A gunshot woke me up this morning at 5:30am. At least, it sounded like a gunshot. My bedroom wall faces my neighbor’s driveway, with about 20-25 feet separating our houses.
I got up and had a shower, thinking what I should do:
- Check the basement under our bedroom: maybe the cat knocked something over.
- Walk outside by the bedroom wall to see if anything could’ve caused the bang.
- Check on my neighbor to see if they’re still alive.
The only thing I ended up doing was writing this post about it.
Maybe I dreamt it.
The illegal use of guns is major news in Newfoundland: Gun used in sub shop robbery: RNC
While robberies at retailers and fast-food shops happen frequently in the St. John’s area, knives are more commonly used than guns.
Getting killed by moose is more common.
A pellet gun. It’s a Crosman 357. It takes CO2 cartridges. I found it in my garage while cleaning last weekend. It’s my Dad’s, but he nor Phillip want it.
If any of my friends want it, contact me; otherwise, I’m going to try to sell it publicly. If it doesn’t sell, I’lll give it to the RCMP.
A couple of years ago I stumbled on old ammunition my dad had from his hunting days, which I brought to the local RCMP station for disposal.
I hate guns. I almost blew Phillip’s head off with a shotgun once. Maybe that has something to do with it.