To Set the Record Straight

Copyright 2009 by Carl Garrett

"I'm not a violent person," he said. "It was that dog, that damn dog of hers. The way he'd sit and just stare at me, like he expected me to kick him or something. I never kicked him. I never did anything, okay? Or the way he'd start whining and pawing at me when I was trying to watch tv- you know what I mean? Annoying. I'm not a violent person. I'm not. It just gets to you after a while. So one night I got pissed off at it and I just was out of there, you know, and it jumped on me. Freaking dog jumped on me, like it was going to hold me down, keep me there. I lost it, alright? I know. I lost it. I knocked it down. I kicked it. And I busted it up and it died. I know. Are you really going to give me all this trouble 'cause of some damn dog?"

"Your late girlfriend," came the official reply, "Never owned a dog."

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