Homeowner Sends Naked Burglar To Hospital After Shooting Him In Chest

July 24, 2012 at 9:26 am by Morbid  

MILFORD, CT – A 67-year-old homeowner sent a naked burglar to the hospital after shooting the intruder in the chest.

Gerald Mirto (pictured) told police that he heard a noise outside his (really, really nice) home and suspected someone was trying to break in. He armed himself and while investigating, he saw that a screen had been pushed in a window at the rear of his home and that 25-year-old Benjamin Prue, who was naked, was trying to get inside.

Once in the home, Prue charged Mirto, biting him on the arm and hitting him in the head. Mirto tried to fire a warning shot in the air but the gun jammed. Mirto was able to break free from Prue and ran upstairs to call 911 and to retrieve a second gun. When he came back down, Prue was still in the home and was attempting to steal a television.

Mirto says he pleaded with Prue to get out of his house but that, once again, Prue began assaulting him. Mirto fired one shot, hitting Prue in the chest. After being shot, Prue ran out of the house.

When police arrived they would find Prue 25 yards away in about knee-deep water in the Long Island Sound. He was rushed to the hospital where he was last reported to be in critical condition. Police would find Prue’s car parked nearby with the trunk open. Inside the car police found crack cocaine and paraphernalia.

Intruder scenarios are absolutely terrifying, armed or not. Recently I thought someone was in my house after coming home from work to find my side door open. I was armed and decided to go inside and perform a sweep. I was pretty brave at first, but by time I got to the back of the house, positive that someone was in the back bedroom, I was almost paralyzed with adrenaline produced by fear.

I sat there for about five minutes, my gun trained on the doorway of the back bedroom. I called out to whoever was in the room. I listened for any sounds of movement while trying to pay attention to my surroundings. I contemplated the 500 ways this entire scenario could go horribly, horribly wrong. I backed the fuck out of the house and called police–let them sweep the damn house.

They did, and found no one. No sign of a forced entry and nothing was missing. In all likelihood, my dumbass probably forgot to shut the door when I left that morning.

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