Some old boy ran over my best hunting dog, my very favorite. But he was nice enough to come up to the house and tell me the sad news. Not only that, to break it to me gently, he first told me that he had ran over the wife. That was sad enough. He then built up to the fact that it was old Bluetick. That's when I broke down.
Ran Over My Dog!
Saturday, 20 March 2010