My dad was an avid hunter all his life. He loved to go into nature and do almost anything. He also would bring his projects into the house. This one day, he decided to clean his shotgun in the middle of the living room. My mom was sleeping upstairs. He is cleaning and do whatever you do to clean a shot gun, personally I have never cleaned a gun before, but he was doing his thing and “POW,” the gun goes off. I always thought you should empty the gun before cleaning, but I guess that was not “My Moser Way.” Dad starts to panic because the master bedroom was directly above the living room. He runs up the step ready to see a bloody mess, but just sees a hole in the bed. My mom comes into the room from the bathroom and they both start at each other. This was the last time my dad ever cleaned a gun inside the house.