hunting

OK Kim here is the new post. Since you girls all thought me to be naughty as a child I jkguess I will continue my confessions. This takes place when I was 13. I loved to hunt rabbits and would go every week. I had to walk about amile to get to the hunting grounds. There were very few houses so people were not a problem..There was one man who lived where i would hunt and he didnt like people to be around his house. He told me that I coulnt hunt anymore and I told him he didnt own the whole country and that it was not against the law to hunt on statae property. He told me that if I every came back he fdwould sic his dogs on me. This din not deter me. The nefxt week I went hunting with my cousin and I told him taht Mr. Jjohnson might sic his two dogs on us,but never fear we went hunting. Mr. Johnson did indeed sic his dogs on us. They came racing towards me barking and growling. It was a bit scarry. I thought what do I do now. Flash shoot the dog so I did. It was just a flesh wound the dog survived so did I