This afternoon I was on the phone with my mom, when I looked outside and saw a man at our mailbox.  It looked like he took something out of it, but I wasn't really sure.  I do know it looked like he was carrying something.

I ran into the bedroom and told Ron, who got up and ran outside.  When I saw Ron grab one of the guns, I got off the phone with my mom, so I could tell Ron to put the gun up.  (Which he did.)

By the time Ron got out there, the guy had walked down the road a bit and turned into another property.

There was mail in the box, but I was expecting some DVDs to come in, and they weren't there.  However, our mail gets mixed up out here all the time and maybe he was just putting some of our mail in our box and found some of his in ours.

I don't know.  I guess I should call the post office tomorrow and ask the carrier if there was a package. 

I will say the guy was lucky.  His behavior pissed our dogs off so bad they were bouncing off the hot wire trying to get to him.  Bondelia, Jasmine, and Annie Oakley wanted him on the menu, and were willing to take some pain to get to him.