**** it - I'm out.
I'm young and pretty spry, I've jumped off a hell of a lot of things in that 8-10 foot range with nothing more than a stinger. 12 feet isn't going to break my leg.
I'm not ****ing around with the Bowie knife - if I lose, he stabs my ass. That's not good times.
The bat...well it's wood vs. aluminum at that point. Sure, I might get the drop on him, but if I don't, he's got a faster bat with more force behind it. And that's assuming that he doesn't have a gun as well (and he might) Nah, also not a good idea.
Replica shotgun would probably be my choice if I couldn't escape in that I'd club his ass with it then turn it on him. There's little risk of having it turned against me because it doesn't fire and it's still pretty scary. Most home invaders will get out of dodge once they're challenged. Even if he has a gun, he's just looking for easy money, not a shootout at the OK Corral. If he thinks you're as armed as he is, he'll most likely jet.
But in the end - I just don't care. I'm insured. Heck, I'm over-insured. In your hypotheticals my dogs aren't there and any family is gone. So WTF do I care if this dude breaks some shit - I'll just get to buy new shit with the money State Farm gives me.
Nah, I'm not going to risk getting beat into a coma or stabbed in the throat to save some dishes.
"Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip"