Friday, July 13, 2007

Git

He tired of it. The neighbours once again shouted futilely at their disobedient dog.

"Git down here, you fucking mutt."

It didn't respond.

"Git, git, git, you lousy piece of shit."

They got increasingly drunk and gratingly loud.

"Git."

They ducked under the patio table when the shot went off. The dog laid motionless. They scurried out to catch him walking back into the house and took another swig of Colt.