The week we left they gangs shot it out 2 houses down from us. Her and the kids where sleeping, so they where low. I made sure they where not pointing directly at our house, and went back to reading Massies "Dreadnaught" That night we watched a news clip of it, and saw one of the assholes leaning over the hood of my car (a 1972 Nova that I had fully restored).
I have no trouble keeping a shotgun and my ruger .357 by the bed. And the sword, and a cool warhammer to for that matter. She just keeps her Main-gauche, at least until she finds a pistol that suits her.