I will probably catch a little flack from this post but I feel I need to put this out to the forum as this thread is dealing with a mother and a shotgun.
My mother a couple of years ago moved into a mother-in-laws house right next to my brother in North Myrtle Beach, SC. Mom and my brother live in the country and are pretty isolated. My Mother wanted a gun to protect her self so she went out and bought a little 25 auto that would jam every time when you try to load it. I tried to get her to get a shotgun but she flatly refused.
Well, to make a long story short I gave her my Taurus 2 inch 38 and took her out to practice. She handled it pretty well but the more she talked and shot with me the more concerned I became. My Mom is 85 years old and her concentration is not the best. So now I’m in a dilemma as I want Mom to feel safe in her home but don’t want her to shoot my brother, his truck or family or friends stopping buy for a visit.
I solved the problem this way…… I loaded my Mom’s pistol and placed it in her night stand and told her “If you hear anything that is unusual you get the gun and fire two rounds wherever the sound is coming from, then you yell out that your going to kill the son of a bit*c and fire the other three rounds.” At the same time I told her to call the Sheriffs department and my brother. Now before you jump up and down and scream about shooting before seeing what you’re shooting at I want you to know that I loaded Mom’s gun with the blanks we use to train our police dogs with. They are a lot louder than normal blanks and make a hell of a sound. I figure if Mom is screaming she is going to kill the SOB and shooting the hell out of the house any bad guy is not going to hang around. Also I knew my brother would hear the blanks and come running with his backup.
I’m glad I did this as a few weeks later Mom heard something on the porch outside her bedroom window and did exactly what I told her to…. I think my brother is still trying to pull his underwear out of his butt and he is glad that they have sand around the porch because when she started shooting he did a flying leap over the rail and 8 feet down. I guess I forgot to tell him I loaded Mom's gun with blanks, oops.
This worked for us it may not work for y'all.