Saturday, May 14, 2011
Got home from work tonight, and the dog is there. Its right in my drive way, teeth bared. So, doing what comes natural to a pissed off country boy, I hit it with my truck. Now I don't drive one of the big SOBS that a lot of my neighbors do, but my truck is still big enough. After tho, I hear it barking and snarling from underneath my truck. So I back over it. I see it again and it's GETTING BACK UP. Third time being the charm, I hit it again. When my tire is on it, I stop. Better safe than sorry, I get out run inside, grab my shotgun, and go back out. It's gone. I had a truck parked on the dog and it is gone. I have a dent in my fender and what looks like blood on my tires and the dog is gone.