So today sucked.....I was home from work for only a few minutes when a neighbor pulled into our front yard. I was on my way outside when I saw him. He asked if we had a burro, I couldn't even understand what the heck he was saying I thought he was asking somthing about a burrow. So anyways I finally understood what he was saying, he had our mule in his dog run, because she got through the fence.
I hopped in the car and followed him to his house and sure enough it was Sammy. My dad is out of town for work so I called brother,who was at work, to see if I should just walk her around to the house. I didn't know what harness to get because all I could find was these retarded Mexican ones. I got the harness and didn't want to walk through the street, all the way around to the guy's house, so I just went through the back yard. I had to jump the stupid fence which took me a minute, but I finally got over.
I got Sammy all harnessed and started walking her home. The road I had to take her on is kind of busy, so there were several cars passing, I don't know if she got scared because she started going all crazy. I still had the rope in my hand but duh....the mule is obviously stronger than I am and she took off running, dragging me behind her across the gravel and the road. I didn't really have time to worry about that though, I was just tryin to get the stupid mule out of the road cuz there were trucks and cars.
Sammy ran all the way back to the guys house. After almost getting home she went all the way back to where we started. This guy pulled over and walked back to the guy's house with me. I felt so dumb because he saw me fall. We locked her back up in the dog run and I started walking home. The guy didn't even offer me a ride...which is an ok thing cuz u shouldn't ride with strangers and I needed to walk back and look for my phone. I found my phone and called my brother to let him know that the plan didn't work. I knew better than to tell my mom because it's her greatest fear that the animals will get out when my dad's gone, plus she's mad because he won't sale them to pay for my college. That would only make things worse if she knew the mule got out and I was hurt. I couldn't get a hold of my dad and I really didn't want him to worry about it while he's away. I'll just wait until he gets home. I thought brother was the only one I could trust until he started yelling at me and telling me that I'm dumb. Ok whatever....I tried.
When I got home my grandma was on the porch so I tried to sneak in the drive way so she wouldn't ask any questions. I didn't want her to know cuz she would tell my mom 4 sure. I went up stairs to take a shower and check out my wounds. I have road rash all up my legs and arms and stomach. I wasn't going to cry for some cuts.
Brother came home from work as I was getting out of the shower. He started yelling at me asking where the mule was. He said "I don't care about you, just tell me where the stupid mule is." So I told him. Well that was it... I am so not the person to cry over anything but I did. Lame huh. Oh well he made me feel really bad.
Bro in respone to your text if I'm ok----what do you think jackass?
So far this has been my favorite flashback. This is one of those stories that is in no way funny at time, but 6 years later I can laugh, and I have been all day.