I’ve seen two bodies in the past four days. Three fatal scenes total.

But it’s not generally the bodies that I’m worried about when I show up at scenes like these.

Sunday night — Steven “Pugs” Sattler was shot in the head at a home on Leland Avenue in the Old South End of Toledo.

Crowds of onlookers showed up, some apparently a bit inebriated. I worked alongside three other photographers (Mike Hartz from WNWO, Josh Love from WTVG and a guy whose name I always forget from WTOL) and, knowing a suspect was on the loose and the crowd was upset being able to see Sattler’s body, we wanted to get the heck out of there as soon as we could.

After getting an interview with police and a family member, we took off. The family members were understanding and, quite frankly, very kind to us considering the circumstances — but emotions, and alcohol, can fuel some frightening situations and we didn’t have any guarantee anyone would be on our side.

Today, I headed to a person shot call near Hollywood and Delaware in Central Toledo. I already heard dispatch saying the guy had been shot last night and just found today — and then I heard the life squad confirm the man had died.

Almost immediately after, TPD crews on scene asked for backup to do crowd control, saying people were a bit upset.

So I drove through once, circled the block and waited down the street. Matt Pawuk from WTOL drove past me in a much more brightly colored news vehicle, so I followed him down.

Thankfully, everyone here was calm as well — and more than willing to talk — but we never really know.

I’ve been attacked getting video at a scene once, and I’ve nearly been attacked on several occasions. Thankfully, none of those people had knives or guns or I might not be writing this right now.

When someone dies in a traumatic way, emotions tend to take over the personalities of the people close to them. This is especially true when family members show up at a scene and see the reality first-hand.

Sometimes people don’t act as they normally would, and taking their anger, frustration and pain out on an apparently blood-thirsty camera jockey would be pretty easy and fulfilling.

In the end, I always believe in trusting my gut. If I’ve got a bad feeling, I hang back or don’t go. And I’m always looking over my shoulder…