Where is everyone #5

Ask away. Maybe itll change the subject

 

I was about 5 first time Daddy said c'mon boy we is cutting gilts today. (Sign had to be in the feet). So I'm holding the feet and he is whittling their cods out with his case xx. We get them done and Mama's chihuahua dog is rootin around in the trimmins when Dad snatches him up says get his feet son and before he could squeal he had been robbed. He missed his dose of blue spray cause he got hard to handle. He hit the ground crying in a dead run for the screen door. It didn't take seconds for Mama to be on back porch hollerin "Lucky!!!!!!! What did you do to my dog. That dog wouldn't have sheeit to do with me or Dad from that day on

 

Lol! That’s funny right there

 

Neither would I

 

I bet that went over with mamma like a turd in a punch bowl.

 

My Tennessee walking horse still won’t have nothing to do with me. I guess I should say Heather’s Tennessee walking horse.

 

Not to the chihuahua !

 

It took a bit to get that smoothed over no doubt bout it. But to be fair she had scheduled at town. But doc Dunn wanted 35.00 to do it.

 

Unless Ya were the Dog

 

We was going to cook one, one day. So me and daddy got out there. You know how hogs do, they all rush you thinking you gonna feed them. Daddy pulls out his .22 and pop. The hogs scattered except one. Daddy looks down an says son of a! I shot the wrong one.