I woke to the sound of my alarm clock at 7:35 A.M. I rolled out of bed and looked out of the window of my one story, two bedroom house. I seen the weirdest thing but didn't think nothing of it. I seen my two dogs going crazy and I seen what I thought to be a drunk trying to find a place to stay.
"Retarded man, if he goes in there, Duke and Nugget will tear him to pieces," I said aloud. "Better go stop him,"
As I got dressed and got my boats on something told me to grab my old, reliable .22. I went to the gun rack and grabbed the .22 and some ammo. On my way out I grabbed my car keys, my cell phone and put my knife in its pouch on my belt, and headed out the door. When I got out on my porch I looked around and couldn't find him. Then I seen Duke pointing to him. He was heading for my garage.
"Sir!" I yelled. When the guy turned around I could see he was messed up. He looked like he got in a fight with a chainsaw. His guts were hanging out and his face was cut to pieces and he was missing is right eye.
"Sir, are you okay?" I asked as I was walking towards him. By the time I finished my question he started to run towards me. I reached for my .22 and about the time I got it off my shoulder the guy tackled me. The gun flow about three feet away from me and fired. The guy was trying to bite me but I had hold of his throat and stopped him. I tried to reach my knife or gun but could not reach them.
Thought were racing through my mind but the only thing I could do was hold him there. I was starting to lose my grip when my hand slipped and the guy came down. I saw my life flash before my eyes then I seen Duke and Nugget come out of nowhere and tackle the guy off me. I ran and grabbed my gun and ran towards the guy and shot him two times in the chest but the guy did not stop squirming.
"What the crap is this?" I thought. "No way... can this... no," I thought. Then I shot him in the head and the guy stopped right in his own pool of blood.
"Thank you boys," I said bending over petting them both. "But how on earth did you get out of your cage?" I asked looking toward their cage. Then I noticed when the gun dropped and fired the bullet by the luck of the draw hit their lock and set them free. "Well I'll be a monkeys uncle," I said almost laughing. "I bet you boys are hungry?" I ask the dogs. At the sound of the word hungry they started running around my legs and then took off towards my front door.
As I was walking back to my house I kept wondering why the guy didn't die when I shot him in the chest. About the time I got to the door my cell phone started to ring. When I looked who it was, it was my wife, Dawn.
"Hello," I answered.
"James, are you okay?" She asked.
"Yea, why wouldn't I be?" I asked back.
"Turn it to channel 7 and you'll find out, I will be there in about five minutes," She told me. Before I could say good-bye she had hung up on me.
"Well that was weird, but I have to listen to her." I said as I walked through the front door.
