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Wife talked to the gal in question about getting their landlord's number, turns out the landlord does not know they have two dogs, could you please not mention it to him. Further, it was her dog that bit her, not mine. They were tussling, she was yelling no, no, my dog makes eye contact with her, stops, goes and lay down on the other side of the yard. She picks up her injured dog to lift it over the wrought iron fence, her dog licks her hand, and yelps, which causes my dog to run over, startle the other dog and it bites her hand.
Her tale was stray dog bit her, when the long and short of the quarantine situation was made clear to her. This obviated the need of a conversation with the sheriff, by my bride or myself. The lady's dog is home, with a plate in each leg.
The wife and the gal had a nice chat over ciegarettes and crackstars. Found out that following a recent police action, the gal next door found a sweater, a pair of pants and a single shoe in her back yard, together with a few blunts; the match to the shoe was sitting next to my wife's truck in the driveway that morning.
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She was the kindest person I ever met
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