Monday, July 08, 2013

Murphy fights with the neighbors

Damn. It's 11:30 at night. Murphy's out in his pen, not bothering anyone. Suddenly there comes yelling from up the mountain--a couple of my neighbors up behind us are in the middle of what sounds like a pretty good "Domestic Disagreement". They are yelling back and forth and cursing each other pretty loudly when I go out to let Murphy back in. Perplexed, he looks at me, then looks towards the sound of fighting, then back to me. He clearly wants some guidance from me, so I tell him: Go get 'em, boy!"
Like a shot, Murphy takes off to the far corner of his pen, the corner closest to the screaming idiots. Once there, he begins to bark at them.
Suddenly I hear the woman's voice yell out: "You shut up, dog! This ain't none of your business!"
WTF? SRYSLY? Now I've never met these banjo-pickers before, but their yard just screams "rednecks" when I walk by. And sure enough, now the drunk chick is having a dual fight, both with her man and with Murphy through the woods.

"Bark, Bark, Bark!"

"Shut up, dog! Mind yer business!"

"Bark, Bark, Bark!"

"Keep outta this, dog!"

I finally had to take him back in the house, for the sake of the other neighbors who aren't obviously functional retards. She kept yelling at her man, though. She's still yelling at him as I type this. And yes, a call to the Sheriff has been made.

You can't make this stuff up, folks. Only in West-by-God-Virginia.

7 comments:

  1. Hehehe... Or Georgia... Or Mississippi... Or... LOL

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  2. Their last name wouldn't be White would it?

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  3. I see he may still remember some of his Police dog training.

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  4. You have told Murphy about the consequences of battles of wits with unarmed persons, haven't you?

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  5. I hope Murphy got the last word in!

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  6. That reminds me of people who go to see a ventriloquist and yell at the dummy for something it said.

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  7. I also happens in rural Indiana

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