March 10th, 2010

Most Unusual

An excerpt from Neil P Brady 's Story:
I needed to take a course in first aid to be a guide and there was this class at Gunnison State College that I was registered for. It was set up while I was with Bill. His guide back out and that left me. It was going to start the following week. I made a deal with the girl on the bike to come back and pick me up. I didn't want to miss the course. She would get me with the bike and take me to her place in Pitkin, CO where I would crash for a while. I would meet her down the road in a clearing. She came up with this bright idea that she wanted to take the puppy with her because she felt that the dog was not well off with Bill. She was a girl so naturally I went along with the idea. She might have been right, I will never know. I certainly didn't want a dog!
We made a plan to get me out and save the dog and leave Bill to deal with life on his own. I packed the night before I was to leave in the middle of the night I took the dog and headed down the road and off into the woods where I tied him to a tree. That way if I had a problem with Bill in the morning I didn't have to deal with the dog. I went back to the cabin and packed some food. It was about 6 O'clock in the morning when I left and off in the woods I went to get the dog and be gone. What was supposed to be simple turned into a disaster, which in the end had wonderful consequences.
I was untying the dog when I heard Bill fly down the road in his pickup truck. So I knew right then that I had a problem. So instead of going down the road like an innocent thief, I paralleled the road with the dog in the woods. I got to the clearing and the girl didn't show up on time. Now Bill had passed me two more times going up and down the road looking for me. Too much time had passed so instead of waiting any longer I headed down the road. I had gone a ways and Bill shows up grabs his 30-30 Winchester and approaches me with the gun pointed at my chest. He said where do you think you are going. I told him I am hitching home back east. I didn't want him to think he could find me in Gunnison, which is in fact where I was going.
He wanted to know why I was stealing his dog. I figured it is not wise to discuss a man's flaws while he is holding a gun pointed at my chest.
So I asked him, so he could think about how ridiculous this all was. "What are you going to do with the gun? You going to shoot me?"
His instant response was, "Yes, if I have to!"
I explained that I had made up my mind to go home, which was not true, and the puppy followed me. Instead of going all the way back up to the house I was going to leave it at the gas station in Sergeants, call and have him come and pick it up. That seemed to satisfy him.

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