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Was about to go to work when I heard my cat meowing and hissing. Turned to see a man trying to get my cat out of a tree. When he saw me he groaned and begin to walk in my direction. Couldn't get any conversation from him...he looked ill! Verbally threatened to defend myself, no reaction. Oh Your God!! The bastard tried to bite me! After a short struggle and some quick thinking I managed to shut him in the garage. Didn't think it would work, but he can't seem to use the door he just keeps banging on it...

Wife wants to know what the f***! is going on. Me too. She says this can't be happening, she is in disbelief. She won't let go of her pistol though. I just ran her a bath, hopefully Calgon will take her away while I dispatch of our garaged man.

Not a good shot with my rifle at a moving target. I will have to use the shotgun. Only 5 slugs left. Mental note: get ammo as soon as possible.
Well garage has red coat on the floor. A bit of nasty business, but it was him or us...got to believe that. Dug the trespasser a shallow grave. Seemed like the right thing to do until this is over. Whatever this is.

Going to work, wife and house safe for now. More paychecks means more supplies. Got to prepare. Hope it isn't too late.