A guy's day goes from bad to worse.

Here’s a guy who lost his dog, gun collection, and all the cash he had for Christmas presents, all on the same day.

OK, I’d be really sad about the dog. But really, now he doesn’t have to worry that his Aunt Irma will break a tooth on the peanut brittle he was going to get her for Christmas, and then come shoot him with one of his guns.

Now that’d make a helluva country song, eh?

“No old dog to play with ball
No cash for presents
No guns for rack on wall
But one new dog to love him.”

-Inscription on Precious’ collar.

Knockin’ Country Music?!!

Don’t you make me come over there! :smiley: