Yes, 10 yards was too close. I should have seen him earlier.
There was no surprise. He had done this before, no surprise, no fear. Predators merely move with the prey. Remember, all he saw was a middle aged guy with his left hand straight up and down in front of the old man's throat and his right hand on his waist.
I heard Louis Awerbuck's voice. I had numerous classes with him.
"Keeerrrrkkkk, get to cover. He haz a contact weapon. Get space. This is man-date-tree. Get space. Get your fence up. Background, background, background. Look at him as a 3-D x-ray. Pick your points to drill."
Meanwhile Clint Smith was yelling in the other ear, "watch your flanks. Wolves travel in packs. Where is the loose end. You better fix your problem, numbnuts."
I was going to is it not funny how all of those voices pop up when the Adrenalin hits the rev limiter.
Reality is....no, it is not funny at all.
I have some Wally World story's from running late night refrigeration service calls all across the state.
It seems the un-dead crawl out of hiding at midnight at the local wally.
Glad you are OK my friend.