January 31, 2005

• Doug’s A Hero!  And not a Sandwich. . . .

  
  

  You will get the full story when Kathy’s comp is back on line–the asshole comp doc lied, never showed on Saturday when he said he would, might show today.  I could cheerfully strangle the pencil-dick geek!  But I digress. . .

  
  

  Sunday, Doug–Kathy’s son– was the hero in a violent incident which started when a bull moose the size of Nairobi invaded their yard and started stomping our dog, who was on his chain, as required by both law and common sense.  Doug was awakened from a sound sleep by the screams of the dog and Kathy, threw on some clothes, grabbed my .44 magnum revolver, rushed into the yard. . . .but I should let Kathy tell the story, she was there .

  
  

  The full story involves a black state trooper, Dancing Bear, and  a cantankerous old neighbor who once (I seem to recall) took a few potshots at Kathy and me.  Doug and the dog sustained some minor but painful injuries.  The moose is soon to be history–Kathy made a stew out of the heartmeat, and has both tenderloins, the liver, kidneys and testicles in the fridge.

  • 3:30 pm
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