It pains me to say that me and both Rents spotted Son of Hogzilla again tonight. I was on my way to the garage to get up to Staples before they closed, and I stopped and watched him (or her) for about two minutes, totally oblivious to the sound of the back door closing. If I'd been twenty feet closer I would have gotten in my purse and got out the KelTec and would have tried to take him down.
My plan for tomorrow is to be outside behind the garage at the same time, only this time with the Mossberg .410 locked and loaded. It's my turn to take down Hogzilla.
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