Yup. That'd be what'd happen here... My friend agreed at this point I'd go into Mom mode and automatically spit out "Excuse me, kind sir, is this how you treat your Mom-Mom!?!?" (That's an equivalent of 'the look' in our house.) I might ask if I need to come over there and poop on their head.
When I had a sword on the wall, I forgot about it, and I grabbed a guitar(and clunked the turd over the head with it). For another man, I grabbed a dog as soon as I could get to it, and held it snarling(fortunately, and unexpectedly, when he came up behind me, I just so happened to be washing a knife, which allowed me to hold him off until I could get the dog).
I was sleeping when the jerks tried to rob us a few weeks back, but my husband beat one till he vomited on the steps, and chased the other two down the street, yelling he was going to eat them. They got a blow or two on him, but I think they had he worst end of the deal.
I find it hard to say for sure what would happen when the adrenaline kicks in, but I've been there enough times to know it will.
I've got three dogs. The scary looking one(lab/mastiff) wouldn't hurt a fly. I imagine the other two would take care of things if anyone actually gained entry. We have a security system that will make noise, but we won't pay the money to hook it up so it actually alerts anybody(they want 40 bucks a month for that service).