Where I live police who shoot the unarmed go to jail.
P’lousy is lucky that nobody released a pack of sh!t eating dogs on her.
The rescuers wouldn’t find anything after that...
When we were teenagers, my cousin, my brother, and I were tubing down Turkey Creek in Jefferson County. A young black and tan hound started to follow us along the bank. When we got to the falls, since my cousin lived there in the area, he decided we should take the dog back to Grandma's cabin. We walked back with the dog walking along with us. It looked like our cousin had a dog. Grandma had a little outhouse behind the house, officially called Twin Pines, but Grandma started to call it Miss Noblit, the name of one of her girlfriends (they weren't close). Well, the next day, we all saw it, that dog had his head in the open back of the outhouse enjoying himself. At that moment that dog lost a best friend.
Looking at two photos from the waterfalls at Turkey Creek, taken more than 100 years apart