Poor Dog

Today a dog followed my mom and me back to the RV park from the market for no reason other than the fact that I spoke nicely to it.  It was pathetically thin and mangy.  The RV neighbor next to us saw it and gave it some fish and then I fed it some bread and broth and gave it water. 

Now 1/2 hour later, Brian, the owner of this RV park came over and chastised me for feeding it and asked what I was going to do about the dog now because it probably wouldn’t leave.  The dog never set foot inside the RV park, instead staying just outside the wall.

Then a nearby neighbor came over and they were all pissed because of this dog out there and saying they should shoot the SOB.  A few minutes later they killed it by hitting it over the head with a shovel.  It wasn’t a painless death.

I wished I had not paid for one month in advance because I would leave today.  The name of this RV park is Little Rig RV Park.